Death....

Death is all around me,
It is everything that I see,
Everyday I hear about more and more
That I thought would be here, in the background forevermore,
And those that I cared about directly,
Leaving holes, in the world, empty,
Leaving holes in my world, empty...
I must let go of these shields to death,
I must stop guarding my ego from death.
I have begun to come to an understanding,
It will only keep happening, and happening,
And being grieved-out has made me put up these walls,
To save me from the emotional falls,
I must only, feel sympathy for those hurt by the losses,
And myself, be accepting of these losses
With dignity, and understanding,
Or behind these walls, my heart will continue bleeding....