Subtleness all around
No movement, not even a sound
Could hear the breathing
My body trembling
Unasured of what’s next
Even my mind perplexed
Random thoughts in my head
Fearing that I might be dead
Started hearing various sounds
As if they were from underground
Fearfully those I ignored
Looked the other way and turned
Death again is playing tricks on me
Asking the soul be set free
Let the mind go willingly
And play the chords of insanity
My life maybe is in the helm
Keeping entirety overwhelmed
Knowingly, I have been wrong
This ordeal is taking so long
Me, my selfish me
Myself, self centeredness I see
I am not worthy
Does it really have to be me?
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