Everyone is dying
That is a known fact
You start to die as soon as you're born
It's almost poeticYou die as soon as the worlds air touches you
That's how poisonous this world is
And growing up
When you find out that death is inevitable
And it's already begun
You become afraid
You want to live forever
To never dieThen a few years down the road you think
Maybe it's okay to die
But I want to live a very long time
I want to be at least 100 years old before it ends
You think life will be so good that you'll never want it to be over
Until you're too old to do thingsA few more years pass
Now you know that you won't live to 100
Maybe 70
Someone you know has probably died by now
Maybe someone close
Maybe not
But you start to realize that the world is full of death
You become afraid againThen you're almost a teenager
You get bullied and you want to disappear
Not die
Just go away
Not be at school
Not at home
No where
You lust for sleep because that is as close to a neutral zone you can get
The thought of death still seems scaryJust wait
You'll see
Death is not the enemy
You'll beg for it
You'll consider making it come quicker
You'll dream of it
You'll hope for it
Not everyone survives this battleThe world is full of death
You are terrified of it at first
Then it will become the thing you want most
You start to die as soon as you're born
But it seems as if death cannot come quick enough
It's almost poetic
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Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~