The True Meaning of Death
I know the day will come I know the time is near I know some if not all will fear
what does this really mean we know it may start off slow or it may come in
such a roar when our bodies begin to go cold when we can't eat no more is this the finally stage
when we are laughing thinking having a toast or two who knew that someday
we will all feel such pain and fear that one can imagine when we hear of
someone else passing on sometimes we think of our own faithful day
sometimes with our eyes completely closed sometimes with our eyes wide open
just staring into death door hoping that day won't hurt like it did with someone else
this day must come to pass in the meantime we continue to laugh and push this day
in the back of our minds hoping that when it comes we will quickly see the sun
from that day on no one will hurt anymore all the fear will be forever gone a new
life will begin this death day has come to an end
Copyright © Patricia Opel Jaye | Year Posted 2010
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