Words Unworth
Words Unworth
I am words 'unworth, unbecoming of a poet
My mind with empty space ready to be let
Words have left me, I am all forlorn
Purposeless existence, why was I even born?
Unwanted, they walk the long distance, home
Death stalking who will build their tomb?
Year after year I have invited you death
I am ready here why you stalk them there?
Will it be a cardiac arrest or my yearning put to test
Whatever be, put my body to rest.
Be my partner, this is not a crime
If you come at the appointed time, the end will be sublime.