Whether by age or disease Death is a shadow Hiding in the trees Waiting to wrap it's claws Around your soul Steal you away from Mars, oops I mean Earth
Why do we grieve When we're supposed to celebrate Why do we celebrate When we're supposed to grieve We hold our composure for the most part
Then suddenly, it's like we're a work of art We E and rage X PLODE
Until we don't know ourselves That's death c r e e p i n g, l u r k i n g Amongst the shadows Waiting to send you back from once you came!
Reminding you What's here today Can be gone tomorrow Then we'll feel the sorrow, the hurt, the regret That's just more motivation To push to enjoy every moment Take in every breath
But you're living is not the same as others We're searching for a connect Reasons to tell us why How could we be filled with light, Yet left in the dark?
By faith in Him And a l l that we must endure For Death hides in your footprints Just waiting for that day To allure you away... ...
So, this is my first poem about death in this tone. I've recently lost a family member that died in front of me. I'm still not sure how to take it. This is all I've come up with.