Our Days Are Numbered

those days are a tapestry of thoughts.

they came and went in different colours

like shades of blood coming monthly –

the last you saw marked the day you died.

now you live in nostalgia of rebirth…



But remember,

that depression is hemlock

served in silver cup,

& suicide is the best step never taken…


We’re all alive because

we die daily,

die again in nibbling thoughts

& live in better realities…

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