Goodbye Poem by Thomas Northx

Goodbye



I'm torn in two I don't want more,
Pure silence fills my head.
I die each day that I'm alive,
No more than fucking dead.
I stagger through this life alone,
I question why I'm here.
Then the answer resonates,
Loud and Crystal clear.
If some are here to live and leave,
And some are born to die
Then some are here to live a life,
And some to say goodbye.
Goodbye.

Friday, December 18, 2020
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