The Unexpected
Whispering voices, caverns of lies reside in my head, the depth of casualties that surrounds me. Is there really somewhere safe to be? What's the reason for all my pain, is it only somewhere in my brain. I guess life experience changes even the nicest of men. who can be free from the grasp of death, look at flowers that are bright, some are dull but everything has its time. Some died on the inside but others died on the outside. Hey, what's the point of pretending some may ask but the people who pretend all have a reason of their own. Family, friends, school, church and the world affect each individual differently, whether it be changes in their personality, perspective, mental, physical and emotional health. Skills developed through their many experiences well you always get what you never expect. Life isn't just a bundle of joy, everything in life comes with consequences, some good and some bad. Enjoy everything to the best of your ability cause you never know when it's your time to be held by death, it could be mental or physical does it matter no its death all the same.
Be sure to forget about regret at the end because none of this things are what we expect.
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