death

 

we know that itll happen eventually 

but still cry when it does 

thinking it was sudden

even though we knew it always ends like this

thinking about the things we could've said to them when they were alive, 

when they're dead

we always trick ourselves into thinking everything will last forever

just to save that sadness

for the day it actually happens

distracting ourselves from the ultimate truths

making us feel that death is sudden

when it actually is a process

making us crying when it happens 

because its a lot to process 

 

making up theories about after life

tricking ourselves

that even in sadness is bliss

when in reality, its just an empty pit.

thinking that innocence is bliss

whilst feeling like knowledge is power

saving our tears for that hour

never getting the closure because

one day, we're all just over