Thoughts

I lie dead in coffin With a bit of smell Doors opening for hell And silence, like trapped deep inside a well How ironic is it to see Everything just vanish in front of your eyes No happy beats , just weeps and sighs No sad truth ,just happy lies I lie there waiting to fell asleep But the time passes very slow, tick tick tick In the darkness , enveloped by peace Death had given me what life could never give Light seeps from the wood Like a sword through a shield Making its way to reach the depths To free me from hell’s reach But is it truth or is it a lie? Like most of the time I spent when I was alive Putting a fake smile to hide the pain But alas at last when death comes, all these efforts goes in vain. Who am i? Just a rotting body hid in the dirt A couple of memories that will fade away A few familiar faces who will sway away But who am i? Am I not just another grave in a graveyard? Am I not just another name on a funeral card? It was hard to live.. and so now is death.. its hard… I remember when I was a child When in in a dark room I used to cry Cause I thought there was someone hiding behind the door Someone just beneath my floor I used to close my eyes Just weeping, crying In the darkness I swear I could see A pair of eyes behind the curtain As I grew up I became the shadow I became the one of whom I was afraid the most I became an unseen face in the crowd I became a ghost All the years I have spent living What did I do? I was nothing but a cloud guided by the wind A mastless ship, a traveller with no destination to be I lie in a coffin With thoughts fuelling me I am now in a dilemma.. Am I truly dead ? Or had I never actually lived??