A million deaths...

As I watch every day rushing away

I find missing a few hundred breaths.

But wonder where my existence belongs.

Is it a single life or a million deaths?

Adrift I used to be afore I fell consciously

For the East that owns that blissful smile,

Where the sun appears anew after a silent night

And every time it makes life worthwhile.

Through the blur of the piling drops

But it is all I wish everyday to see.

I`m terrified to touch it though

As I know it`s heavenly bright for me.

It`s only the time that I`m scared of

When one day amidst another crowd I`d rise

Only to find missing that smile far abode,

While tears envelope my helpless eyes.

And the endless tides of broken breaths

Rebelling against my unconscious veins

Would hail for an enduring scent,

That could take away the recurring pain.

It`s only time that could stitch the scars

Silence is making throughout my nascent heart,

Never been heard beating before,

Nor been seen crying since the very start.

Night would fall as it did after each day

But tomorrow the sun wouldn`t rise again.

My eyes would search indefinitely for the East

Urging the lights back to the old lane.

With each breath mutely passing away

I`d regret this silence every single May.

Even with life trying to keep me alive,

I`d die every day…