Dear Diary

Dear Diary. It's August eighteen twenty-twenty three I've died recently I just haven't known Everything has been a lot I don't know how to feel anymore What are you supposed to feel when you die? I think death is going easier than life Life was complicated Death you don't really feel anything You cry but with no reason why You go on with living but you're not alive You feel things but you don't know what they are With death you're there but not really Does that make any sense? Being dead taught me I'm more alive than ever I notice things Diary why do I only notice things when I die? I want to be alive again, I want to be living I want to notice things when I'm alive I want to make death disappear from others I want to do a lot of things now that I'm dead I wish I could've done a lot of things when I was alive I'm afraid it may take a while to become alive again Death has taken over me