Poetry

Death & Invincibility

No thoughts, No desires, No emotions
You are invincible.

When your ears are sensitive to the crickets chirping
And it’s war outside
You know the silence is louder in your head

When the pretty girls remain just a set of bodies
And you’re single
You know the urge has purged

When grandpa’s last wish is just a bad investment
And he’s all you got
You know there is only one human in the room

No thoughts, No desires, No emotions
You are dead.