Some people go looking for death,
Some wish death upon themselves,
For what I believe to be incoherent reasons,
I know what it is like in that dark place,
But The light shines through eventually,
You just need patience,
Death will come for you,
One day it will find you
When your hair is gray
and you've gone senile,
Death will find it's way to you one day,
Some way.
Until death creeps up to get you,
Live life,
Don't worry about the bad,
One day,
If you try hard enough,
It'll get better.