I am peace;
I am extra life;
I am nutritious for the plants and detritivores;
and yet, I am feared.
Why am I the one who is feared, when I rid people of their pain?
Why am I the one who is feared, when I make people feel emotion and be sane?
Why am I the one who is feared, when I give life to a depressed soul?
Why am I the one who is feared, when I am the package of your life?
I am not the end, I am just the closure;
I am not the pain and tears caused by life,
I am freedom,
I am death,
and yet why, why am I the one who is feared?