Reason Of Death Poem by Old Teenage Poems

Reason Of Death



I don't write
the kind of poetry
I'd like to read

I write
the kind of poetry
that I feel

with every cell in my body
that exists
in every breath
every tiny object that
contributes to the
impossibly large world

And I don't write
Because I like to
But because I have to
Otherwise I'd die
Never gaining my breath again
Reason of death; poetry abscence

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