The Second to Last Death

I am dead,
inside and out
there is no doubt.

I have fallen, deep down inside
There is no where else
to hide.

All my cheer has come to sorrow.
I hope to not lie here, by tomorrow.

I hope for dread to fly away
and never come back, one day.

I wait and wait for one to come,
who will not fight
or want to run.

My thoughts flow freely,
as I start to let go.
My feelings shatter, long gone.

I am awakening new
and reborn.
I begin to feel light and free of worry.

..it turns out
this is the end
of my story

I lie in a sleep, which I will never
awaken, I just lie there, dead
and unshaken.

My body tears and I cry.
There is no more need
to feel empty inside.

All that I loved has been buried and covered,
only to be discovered someday.

I wait so impatient for this day to come.
So that it will be time for me
to run.

Far away into a world with no hatred
Far away just to cry and cry.