Death

We think of
Death as A sad thing
Death as A bad thing
We never live forever
So we make the best of our time
In the years we can
We hope for a long life
But always know that we mostly
Never control our fate
For we are nothing more than
The human race
We can look at the sadness in
Eatch others face
We know that death creaps
Into the lives
Of the ones you love
Death make life hard to handle
But we manage to pull threw it all
Sometimes
Sometimes we cheat the way of death
We kill ourselves and others
Is life the onely thing we embrace
Or is there a way to accept our fate
Most are scared of it but many
Welcome it with a relief
So the miseries of life may
Not hurt
Us anymore.