Close To Death

In misery and distress
I'm sank deep in sorrow
My mind can't refresh
There's a wound giving a blow

My friends are almost gone
No more campany nor relation
I regret having been born
When I fail to win attention

The world is laughing
To me it's mocking
Deep in mind I'm dying
I see the grave coming

I have wandered like a stranger
In my own world, my living room
Everywhere I sense danger
My life is just like a dream

Francis Omariba
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