Voices

death

Throughout the years I have faced death.

I haven't physically died, 

but my loved ones have.

When they die, I die inside. 

They're a part of you, and then they're gone.

Death eats you up, and haunts you,

taking a part of you with the departed.

But when death comes for you,

there is peace. 

I find it so ironic that death is known 

for being sad,

but death is still known for being the best thing

to happen.

                                    //d.f.