Kill Me Poem by Eric Mwenda

Someone..
Turn on the lights
is this the coming of the train?
The ultimate express scapegoat.
All my worries and troubles
and my emptiness
and fatigued struggles
All to the last one
Now will take flight..
forever

Someone please
please pinch me,
Is this another of them?
The glamorous rich momentous mansions
happily in non-thirsting joy..

All sweetly fulfilling, but guests
of a long escaped mind.
Is this just another of them?
Someone please pinch me

But this is it
it must be
it must be,
If it aint
then someone go ahead
with icy cold water
my slumber, wash
And wake me up