Time

Minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years.
All passing by before my eyes.
Empty, lonely, lost.
The wanting to be wanted.
Time seems to just go, but to where?
No one knows………………….

Life, a beautiful gift; yet, precious for time.
To short and not enough time to finish.
The emptiness is like a black hole.
Sucking everything into its eternal darkness.
No where to run…..
No where to hide……
Everything exposed…………………

Death… What is it?

Without murder and suicide, what would life be like?
What would it look like?

Is death as bad as the world puts it?
How do they know?
Is death truly the end of life itself?
Or, could it be the beginning?……………………

Memories, wonderful, and wonderful they are.
Without memories, what would we be like?
Is death a delight for the world after. For eternal life?

When something is lost, is it not always found?

Time

082188j

East Ridge, United States

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