Waiting For Death Poem by Pushkar Bisht

I am very alone today.
I have no close friends.
Everything seems to be boring to me.
My mind is not with me.
My heart is bleeding.
Whatever I do gives me no satisfaction.
I am really lacking something,
I think now the last moment has come of my life.
When death will grab me by its hands.
When I was born,
I had depression.
When I grew up,
I went into a comma.
Now the condition of mine is growing from bad to worse.
I do not desire anything any more in my life.
It would be better for me to hug the death.
What is to be done?
I have got the solution that will give me complete satisfaction.
I feel like having a deep sleep forever.
No more talking with friends,
Losing myself in a deep thought from where it is difficult to come back.
I just make a fake laugh in front of others.
I am breathing harder day by day,
I do not know which moment I die.
When I will be in deep sleep,
Where will I go after that?
My parents will cry for me,
They won't ever get me back again.
My brother and sister will be very sad because of me.
My grandparents will miss me a lot then.
They loved me when I was small.
But today I am leaving everyone alone.
Who will take care of my parents?
What will happen to my younger brother and sister?
Everything will be lost one day.