Anonymous Will

I, ailing and tormented human being,
I leave these words to be my final will:
to World I leave existence without seeing 
the face of luck, or getting any feel.

To Life I leave the people full of sorrow,
deprived of any joy, as I was too.
To Fate I leave my thoughts about tomorrow
and all the dreams I wanted to be true.

To Death I leave my gratitude forever,
for saving me from what I had to stand.
To Time I leave my thanks, for being clever
at hurrying my life until the end.

If someone in this world has loved me ever,
to Her I leave my heart, and my love whole,
and all the pain for never having met her, 
and in Thy hands, my Lord, I leave my soul...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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