Saturday, September 15, 2012

Why Does It Happen

Why does it happen?
It’s always what we ask,
Not able to cope with something
That happened so fast.

One minute they’re there
And your life seems great,
Like you never thought you’d be so blessed,
And then the twist of fate.

Completely unexpected,
But that’s just how it goes,
No matter how you prepare yourself
Death always shocks and woes.

It is deep like the ocean,
Dark like the night,
Scary and horrific,
Like Halloween night.

It eats at your soul,
And makes you loose your way,
Leaves you with an empty space
For the rest of your days.

We celebrate life,
And live for the moment,
But it matters not how great life is,
Because death has out-shown it.

The amazing moments in our lives,
Matter not whatsoever,
Because our happiness is short-lived,
But grief lives on forever.

The funeral is over,
People go back about their lives,
But you still aren’t okay,
Unable to survive.

Be not afraid of grief,
And the terror that you feel,
Remembering and being sad
Is the only true way to heal.

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