Not sure where it goes, so it goes in here. Well, hope you like it.
Lying there, in the grass,
I think about life.
What is it
That makes it so…
Attractive?
Everybody clings to life,
Not wanting to leave.
But why not?
Everybody dies.
It’s not that people
WANT
To die,
I think,
But there’s nothing
You can do about it.
Give up.
Every time somebody
We know dies,
It helps remind us
Of our own mortality.
Death is but
Another obstacle
In this WONDERFUL
Game
Called life.
It is the end.
Everybody loses.
It can’t be helped.
Until then, of course,
It’s fun and interesting.
Living each day,
Watching the sunrise,
The flowers bloom,
Making friends,
Watching them die,
And forever wondering,
When will I die?
Maybe today.
