Those treacherous waters
That caused your death
The untimely doom
That is feared by all...
Why do we fear
Something that
We know is inevitable?
Why?
The question resonates
Like an echo
In the depths of our mind
The clear example
Of a silence too loud
Why love?
When we know
That all it gives
Is pain?
Why live?
When we know
We're all gonna die someday
Why put the rope up
Or keep the blades prepared
Even after you realize
That it won't heal you
But instead
Push your pain
Onto another?
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
