Death. The simplest word that makes people twich, fidget... It makes you squirm.
Death, the smallest and biggest thing people fear. It's a part of life, but death...is darkness.
...and darkness scares people. The unknown scares you. Face it, your scared of an unknown. How small, how simple, how big, how complicated it is.
Death. The day people say they loose someone loved dearly. We grieve, we get angry, we become depressed... we become the image of death.
So... Why are we so scared of the five letter word? When, in this life, in the living so many are...dead.
Death isn't just something that's officially gone.... no. It's for the people who sit in there rooms, sit alone... sit in the dark.
They... they, are the example of death. No caskets, no gravestones.
The people that have scars, a past, a life. Is the example of death.
Everyday, you die. Everyday your body degrades. We can not see, but we know.
Immortality is just a dream, it's not real. Everyday you die a little inside. Because it's building up, because one day you'll officially be dead.
One day you'll be the one people are crying over, grieving, getting angry for, getting depressed over, and becoming the image you've now taken over... death.
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Left Alone
PoetryHey, Left Alone is just a song I started... and more poems and such to come. Hope you enjoy! Thank you for reading.
