Death

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Death
What is it
What happens after
We spend time with ones & they Leave
For what
For death

Sudden, Sad, tragic
For most at least
Some Call it a tragedy

My situation is Different
Its normal
It just happens,
Like  the ticking of time
The rise and fall of the sun
The changing tides

It happens
To me
To you
Every day
It happens

Some say it's sad
Some say its good
Some say it's both

It's a Celebration of the end
The end of Pain
The end of suffering
The end of Being away from those who have already left

But
Even the Dead have secrets
Some that unearth themselves
Like the zombies that kept them

It's confusing
There's no questioning them
Why
Why did they do what they did
Why didn't they tell you
why
And even then
If you could
Would you have the strength to ask
Why

Those you thought you knew
Now strangers
The wedding of death and the deceased
Strangers to one another

Forever bound
Distant relatives
Food
Drinks
Music

Tears ones try to keep in
Others sobbing
The worst part tho
Is not having enough time
Not enough time to spend
To see them
To talk to them
To say goodbye

But
Is it really goodbye
Death is normal
It happens to everyone
Me, you, everyone

And if the one leaves
Goodbye is never forever
You'll see them later
Once your wedding of death comes
You too will join them
So is their a point to saying goodbye

But
If you don't why does it
Hurt
even when you do it still makes you feel that hurt
Guilt
Guilty you couldn't delay the inevitable
Even for a minuit, a hour, a day
even if you could

There's no point 
It'll still happen
You lived what you lived
You died how you died
Whether it was with others
Or alone

Death never comes to those who want it
But to those who don't
Those who still have hope
Those who still have ones to look after
Those who didn't even get to live their life yet

Some force others to meet death
Some try their best to not let death envelop them
But death welcomes everyone who walks into its kingdom
With open arms
Death wont turn away from anyone

The question I ask now is
Will you take my hand
And walk in to my kingdom
To start a new
In your kingdom of lies and death

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