Death, Going to a Faraway Place

You Can’t Even, Imagine

That Sense of Void that’s Left Behind, from Not Catching up to that Certain Someone

And, without Ways to Prevent Growing Old

You Can Only

whereyou end up!  Photo from online…

Age More & More by the Day

In the Abyss of the Flesh

The Words Became, Pointless in

Shouldering Up the Illness, the Pains along with

That Sense of Vanishing Forever

The Fires Sang on the Bodies

(Ahh!  The Maggots in the Soil Also Sang on)

Suddenly, an Eternity

After the Fog Dissipated

The Leaves Sways in the Wind, Fallen

The Butterflies of Dreams

Flew Past Where You Once Gazed, into the Distance

Forward

March On, as if, You’d, Never Been Here Before

And so, that, is how life and death goes, everything is free flowing, like that river that always empties into the oceans, never turning back!