Death

I am a voice that is never heard. I am here, but not seen. I am disconnected from family---from friends. What is life if nothing good ever happens? What is life compared to the sweet bliss of death? What is life if all you do is sit to be ignored? Life is depressing and thousands of tears. Life is physical and mental pain. Life is the dragging of the troubles that follow. What if I were to leave this world? What if death were an open field? What if I were to start over? Death is peace and wonders. Death is feeling no pain. Death is a new beginning for new souls. All I know is that I wish to be here no more. I wish to kiss the Earth good-bye, and at death, I wish to be in the wind running through the trees and a part of the water that trickles down from the tallest mountains. some may say that death is a dream, but I believe there is more to it than that. when death comes, we are no more than a body in a box with no more pain no more suffering and no more feeling disgusting, lonely, and useless. I will be a free spirit with no more mazes and dead end trails.