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I lost the I...

What is worse than when you die
Is to see the you in you die
It doesn't help if you cry
There's none to ask how and why

Life becomes an algebraic equation
You set out to define x and y
End up losing the value of I
You can never restart, how so ever hard you try

Your own self, it ceases to exist
Your own soul, often goes adrift
No pain, no fear, numb is all you can feel
You can barely walk, when you dreamt you could fly

And adding insult to injury
Is the illusion of being able to write poetry 
Do I really need to sulk
Or is it just one bad night that's gone by
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