By Anitha N
Is this the moment
When I die.
Is this the moment
When I allow myself
To die.
If I haven’t loved
The way I should have,
The way I love
Dies with me.
What I settled for
In seeking the best,
My shameful compromise
Dies with me.
A past I can’t carry
To life ahead,
My memory
Dies with me.
My image
As I see,
My flawed body
Dies with me.
My needs
Never voiced,
That silence
Dies with me.
The places
I never visited,
My stagnation
Dies with me.
The words
That I didn’t write,
My story
Dies with me.
The apologies
I didn’t say,
The heaviness
Dies with me.
Wrongs done
As I looked away,
My guilt
Dies with me.
The earth remains
Untainted, untouched.
I am the blip that
Dies with me.
To live, I choose
Knowing well,
Any moment now
Is a good time to die."