Life
We all think it's precious
Sure it is to most
But what about death
Some see it as the end
Others a new world
A new chance
The truth is
Nobody really knows
What happens when you die
It could be as some think
Heaven or Hell is were our souls go
Or oblivion
We might never know
Death could be a tragic end
Or a great relief
Relief from pain and misery
Could just be what some think
You sleep as your body decomposes
Truthfully life isn't great
It can really suck
But no matter what
We should find peace and meaning
In life or death
Whichever you choose
It's your choice
Nobody can stop it
Nobody can stop you
It's all up to you
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Dark Poetry
PoesíaPoetry may be a bunch of silly rhymes to most, but to others it is a way of expressing emotion and the darkness within each and every one of us.
