They peacefully fell asleep at an old age.
Yet I never knew whether they had loved me.
You all passed away after choosing to take the same wrong path.
I had not been able to prevent you from taking your fateful turns.
We faced the exact same death.
Though hurting myself I was only allowed to feel your pain.
It stopped the life inside of me.
When I tried to shut out all feelings.
She turned cold in my arms.
While I felt her warm blood trickle down my hands.
He hanged himself.
As I could not get him down in time.
You killed all of me.
In spite of my silent though deafening screams of no.
A little more each time.
And I have died a thousand deaths.
But I shan’t die one more.