I do not know why but i have written alot of poetry all the sudden. I will start posting them on here. Heres the first one.
Death
Are you afraid?
Are you not ready to go to the light?
Are you afraid you won’t return?
Are you afraid you won’t go to heaven?
Well it’s always waiting
Always stalking
Always knocking
Until it roars up and takes its chance
Well death is always in wait
Always looking
For that unwilling soul
To knock upon deaths opening door
Death is more than just the end
Death is more than just reality
Death is the adventure of the after life
Death is just prosperity
You mourn
You cry
You weep and miss
The ones that are dead
But you have to remember you have to think
They are where what we say, a better place
Do you think they would want this?
Do you think they like this?
Do you think they miss us?
When they are dead
Death is real
Death is normal
Death is upon us
As we live in hell.
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