Death

We all live

and then we all die.

Should we be happy,

or should we cry.

It feels like it may pull at you

from all sides..

the sun,

the stars,

the moon..

and the sky

like rollercoaster rides.

The rush as you go up,

the earth pulling at you

as you go down.

The anxious feeling

like you might drown.

How does it feel

to be gone all the way?

is it like jumping off a cliff?

flying in the sky?

is it like the mountains,

as cold as the ice?

is it warm?

do you see the people that left before you?

are all the mysteries of the world

before your very eyes?

do you ever get all the answers..

to the questions

you had in life?

Reviews

[Pinky]

How very nice write!