Have you ever?
Ever imagined yourself six feet under,
With no light coming from the outside,
With nothing but soil around your last ride,

You saw it coming,
You knew it will be the same ending,
For you, for I, them, him and her,
There's no escape even if you tried harder,

You wasted a day, a month, a year,
Not doing the thing you wanted forever,
Now you regret not doing what might have made you happier,
What might have made you live greater, healthier, longer,

You once have your time in your hands,
But you toyed it uselessly in your palms,
And realizing all of these makes you want to go back,
In that particular time when you still have all the lux,

Luxury to live, laugh and love,
To be happy, lonely and wise,
You made a fool out of yourself,
Spending all you have into a hell disguised as heaven,

Maybe it's true, maybe, maybe what they say is true,
Everything comes flashing back before everything ended for you,
The only happy memories you made, people you loved and hurt,
The people you did not forgave, the people you should have mended.

This.
This is the life before death,
The life I don't want you to meet,
The life, the life you shouldn't kiss.