We all have them
There's no real solution to it
We may pray, offer, and ignore
But in the end does it really lead to anything
Most dream and hope of an after
So sweet
So peaceful
While others do not, left with a bittersweet ending to come and caress their corpse.
These ending may cause people to Argue
Bicker
And fight
With no end until they all eventually become the earth with no tall voices left
What haunts us now will become trivial and in the past
With little left to remind of us as our own
Maybe a paper, a family, who will be remembered who will be forgotten.
Are you scared of it? Many are
But what's the use when no matter what it comes to you
Instead why not accept it so we may live happily without the worry
Thats what I wish
A nice acceptance to what will become
YOU ARE READING
Sad shorts to relieve myself
PoetryThis is just a bunch of short things that I'll be righting whenever I feel sad, inspired, angry, and anything of the sort. Edit: looking back at my older ones I hate it but no need to delete em I guess
