Death be told

death be told by future night.

who could live in refusing frights.

why does sun change to the moon.

if I tried to change would it be too soon.

why do we live why must we die.

what if I never wanted to be alive.

what if gave it up what if I left.

would you forget me and be like the rest.

would life still go on or stop its revolving.

would you hold my hand dead or find me revolting.

if I was gone would you freeze or free time.

would you let me go or  forever be mine.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

just another one...

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Kris Grula's picture

I'm truly, honestly stunned by this. I've never read anything so tragic, yet so amazingly, beautifully expressed.. your descriptions are just incredible