Something About Death
A person only dies, when your heart forgets about them.
Memories lie in your subconscious state,
of what that person use to be.
Memories you once kept, will be forgotten,
in an eternal bliss of oblivion
Death, is inevitable..
Facing when it comes, leaves you no choice but to embrace it.
Fight! yes, we may fight, but when the bell rings,
death will take you by the hand.
It may shake you, surprise you..
...kiss you softly..
Why so frightened about death, when its the answer for self peace?
We struggle with life that treats us so miserably.
we want peace,to have a world of perfection..
But we're still afraid of dying..
Death, isn't about darkness, or a dark place of gloom.
its just another door opening to something unknown.
Yet to be discovered in perhaps another trial, or life.
There's something comforting about death that we fail to see..
It reminds us to be appreciative of life now,
even though our future is left in the dark.
Something about death that all should know...
It isn't a curse, but a blessing to what every human being desire.
Peace and equality.