The challenge to die

This life I have tasted nectar of joy yet eaten from the dry carcass of pain,
I have lived under the sunshine yet always walked in the rain.
But now the time is good I know as they challenge me to live I challenge them to die.     ,
for I have learnt its more fun in hell to go than here trying to continue
Here I lived with blunt hope of tomorrow will be a good day,
but then realized that this is always a never ending story,
were I am dragged on to breath for one more day,
look at what memories I have is just my shame,
looking at this utopia of men reminds me of sham,
nothing more than a fowl stuck between the jagged bones,
with each passing struggle its choked under mute squeals,
they say my mind is empty as I take blame for the world they are running dry,
as I know death is certain then why favor then or now as both leads to same way.
I guess anyone will be crying at my grave
but certain I will be laughing in that bliss    
Don’t tell me the story of heaven & hell again please
for all I know after here is where dreams are persevered
and I am the brave one who is willing to explore the possibility