Life is too short,
In the long run,
For petty arguments and pain,
The storm feels like it will last forever,
So learn to dance in the rain.

Many people will come and go,
Enter your life just to leave,
But in the end,
God calls us all,
Don't waste your precious time to grieve.

Life and death go hand in hand,
Forever partners in crime,
Precious moments slip away,
Its all the tricks of that funny thing,
That funny thing called time.

Is this all a simple game?
If so then how do we play?
Life has no meaning,
Until you make it so,
That's why you play, grow, learn,
Waste your time then it slips away.

Life is too short,
In the long run,
For petty arguments and pain,
The storm will last for eternity,
So I'm learning to dance in the rain,
Life is but a fleeting moment,
Done and gone in the blink of an eye,
Repeating this process for centuries now,
With no-one bothering to ask,
Why?

Copyright© 2014 Jasmine Bryony Holmes
All rights reserved.

So here's the thing, I think she died. I tried to save her poor, diseased mind.
So I stepped in and took control, steered her shell and lost her soul.
I guess I didn't realize what I was, or what a human actually does.
I thought I knew how your world worked, you fleshy beings are absurd.
So here I am inside her shell, a demon lost, in a different hell.