Dying to live..

There is life and there is death..
and in between are things unsaid,

When the sun is dull
and your life..seemingly full,

Some creatures are looking down on the earth
wondering why, a ship sails through an ocean,

Why people keep running in circles
why is it all so shallow, when it should be deep,

Is this what they call life and being,

The clock is ticking at a rapid pace
i am scared that nothing will be left of my face,

Are we all waiting for our death row
or a better life in charade,

One day,
I shall smile and it will be mine
and then there will be no fear no pain
It will be right there... waiting with my name..!!