To all the hardships faced in life.
Nothing can amount to anything like this.
The pain, and dreams, and joy we face.
In this time comes once for all of us.
But the truth of the matter is we all have to face the truth.
To the point we have to consider.
That death we all will eventually have to face.
But it is not the hardship of us dying.
It is the people we must say bye to.
Even if we do not get the words out ourselves.
We must have the thought before the time comes.
How will my family cope?
How will they remember me?
To the point that it causes death and sorrow.
But you will never have to sorrow for long.
To the point where life goes along, just as the beat of life still goes on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic. A great write.