Poetry

Do you know what it feels to die?
Do you know what it is like to know there will be no days or nights dividing a time, for time will not exist anymore?
Do you know what it is like to feel that cold breeze every long sun rise knowing that nothing will take it away, nothing, not even noon?
Do you know what it is like to part away knowing that this road ends every step back and starts every single one ahead?
Do you know what it is to fly away like dust in a sunray or a fluffy white feather in a small, the smallest kind of twister there could possibly ever be?
Do you know what it is like to give up knowing that even when you give up nothing will make things change, nothing will make things better?
Do you know what it is like to live a life nobody has, a life nobody wants for there is no place for it in their own?
Do you know what it is like to fall asleep and wake up as you enter your dream just to know that your dream becomes reality and there is nothing you can do for reality will be the same?
Do you know what I want to say? It does not matter for God gave you a mind too. You want to say that....
          
                                                                               Jorgeluis