today i realized that i hate the word "died" for some reason
i just cannot accept it as past as it can be said i can't accept
it even hours it has been said it puzzles me i can not accept it.
The word died hurts me. it makes me feel confused on what
to do next on what to think next
the word died means gone forever but how can someone go forever?
the word died i hate it but i hate it most when it actually happens.
i realize it can happen to anyone and today i realize that death should not be inflicted
upon anyone no matter who they are.
When someone tells me someone died i cannot believe it i don't understand death:
yet i am not afraid but i really do not understand how someone can just die,
i don't understand how we can just turn into nothing after being full of life i want
to understand but i do not think anybody ever will.