I just want to say something real,
that lasts beyond my time.
I wanna know I mattered
before the number called is mine.
It may not matter that I tried
it might be futile to do my best,
and I'm not asking for accolade.
No need for Glottaman's rest.
And listen: I know it doesn't
matter, that it's all random chance.
I know that music only plays
until the end of the dance.
But if you could know
what comes after your fall
would any of that change
anything you do, even at all?
All stories end, all books conclude
and we don't always know when
and if we're lucky the mark stays
in the middle for as long as it can.
One day its over and every tomorrow
becomes one dreamless, endless night
there are more pages behind the mark
and the ending is already in sight.

Go celebrate today
For you won’t be able tomorrow,
Nor will you feel like it.

The golden age has turned orange.
What you thought was gold
Has proven to be faux.

Tomorrow we put you down
Because it's for the best
I keep telling my self
It's OK
But there's this pain
In my chest
We love you so much
Our furry little friend
Why is life so unfair?
Why does it have to end?
You're more than a pet
You're more than a cat
You're family
And that's that
We love you so much
It's sad to see you go
We'll hold you in our hearts
Everywhere we go

Black,
A color made for her,
As it touches her skin,
She completes it.

It secretly loves her,
Just like the way I do too,
We are both entranced by her,
In a way we won't let go.

It fits her unique skin tone,
like the rain and a nap,
But in essence,
She's the rain.

A tone made for her,
A shade some say,
An absence others proclaim.
But in all she completes it.
By:Jn