You know
And i know
And they know
That We know
That We fear
The unknown
There are tales a many
About that which happens after death
Its more than to lose your breath
To see your memories fade in front of you
Till there aren’t left any
Death isn’t to be feared
Or to be cheered
For even though you may lose those you love
Its growth
You rise above
With death you become more
As menial things, that of life
Dont bother you anymore
Fear of death is a great rife
Hell isn’t to be considered real
The afterlife should be but time and space
For broken souls to heal
Many a brothers have fallen in battle
Defending their honor
Looking past the title tatle, and chattel
They didn’t fear death,
For they knew life could be more tragic than macbeth
All the greats fall
And their glory fade
In this brawl
We call life
None can last forever
For with diamonds we are not made
Death comes
when death wants to
Death takes that which it needs to
For the Roses aren’t red
And violets not blue
With life
we are playing peek-a-boo
My Take on Death
