Awaitence

I am made with disgusting flesh by your Presence I whispered to your miserable soul but you never answered still searching yet no finding still waiting but no answer Am I dying? answer my question Am I dying or is this just my existence you heard my all of my whispers that I told you In your hell nobody know I’m the only one standing here nobody will hear why did you let me do this why did you create my existence all of those questions remains unanswered