Death Poem by luna light

One day we will go to the place were my dad flies
that day will be the day we die, death is not as bad
as it seems death is the beginning in a souls path
to find the light.

when we are alive we are shadowed by lies,
meant to perfect us but hurts us the same, we
cry for attention but that is really a cry of pain.


For when you are lonely inside it kills your joy
and your pride until one day we will be no more
but empty shell of who were where before.