Seven years now and still counting
A dreadful ending to everything
is it possible death lives upon all of us?
or do we appear oblivious and live with trust
how come things can't happen how they should?
Why I cannot change the past... oh I wish I could
Whether it's a spider, or an accidental overdose
a hunting accident, or right timing... pray for those.
a life long of abuse, or a complete dumb a*s
a suicide, or an accident you cannot live in the past.
You have to learn a lesson and move on
learn to always cherish the love of your mom
and know what is inside of your body
Believe in the disembodied
live your life to the fullest and it'll happen right
or you abuse yourself and die by night
think before you use and never abuse
and no matter how big the bomb it can always be defused.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem