Pills

I am holding a pill in my hand

I never thought I have to

All the miseries will end

Give me a few more

This is no way delving life

I feel more remorse

When I know I have to

Why not end it all?

All pain ,all fear will be numb

If this pave my funeral and peace

Then rip my heart deluge the pain

Why cutting the wound  to worse?

Take my life I feel no fear

Is this peace? Is this you want?

Then you sanctified me of what I am not.

~Smita