I dreamt that I died

I dreamt that I died,
I woke and I asked,
"Did I ever live?"

At this very moment,
My thoughts were deep and clean.
No bullshit of society,
No standards to uphold,
I felt quite a human.
Until pushed me a thought,
And then another,
And another,
More than I could bear.
What else I would fear?

Numbed and Bulged,
Entangled and Bruised,
Is now a human heart.
Somewhere in between,
Hissing and Crying.
Why not let it go free?
Free of its destiny.
Hopes, Morals, Beliefs,
A burden to bear,
Then why should I care?

Enraged and Fuelled,
I killed my dear soul.
Now lives a corpse.
Corpses, oh so many!
Here, there, everywhere,
Dead in their own wrath,
Spread like an epidemic.
Love causes despise,
That is the real gimmick.

I dream that I live,
I wake and I ask,
"Why did I die?"