Small Book of Poetry

My song

When we die,

We will turn into songs,

Through these songs we will be unforgettable.

Songs are our stories,

The story of our lives,

Weather they are covered in depression or drowning in happiness,

All songs can be heard.

These songs keep us from being forgotten,

Broken, and forsaken.

Those forgotten eventually forget themselves.

Those broken slowly broke themselves if they weren't broken already.

And those forsaken had long abandoned themselves.

Those whose songs are heard will be the ones singing their songs,

Forever keeping themselves remembered,

Unbroken and cherished.

What song will play when I die?

Would my song be replayed or thrown to the side?

Will my song have happy lyrics?

Simply put,

No.

Happy songs are for happy souls,

It isn't hard to assume the song my soul will represent.