Do i fear death
Or do I fear not knowing
People say
And they tell
What will happen afterwards
Yet I don't know
For death is scary
Yet I wish
When the time comes
To greet it
Like an old friend
Why
Well its easy
Yet hard to explain
We live with death
In everything we do
In evey decision
Sometimes death
Seems welcoming
Yet we fight it
For this is
Our hell
Someone says
And our punishment
We have to survive
To get reward
Maybe
Or death is our friend
For life is to hard to live for ever
I hope
Death will wait
Atleast 60 more years
Before he comes for me.
YOU ARE READING
a book of poems
Poetryit is about the real angels the ones that walks between ous wainting for ous to find them
