Death is not an end
Death is not an end. It is a beginning.
It’s the start of an orphaned child’s story.
It’s the stain that won’t wash off a survivor’s hands.
Death is a concept that makes life worth living
After all without it where would we stand?
There is no strength in catching a bullet when you can’t die.
Death is what makes laughter so contagious
It’s what makes us enjoy what we eat
It’s not the finality of a bell, but the joy on someone’s face as they recall the sound.
A devastating affair but it brings us together
How else would we appreciate things if they’re always around?
The only reason to fear an end is if the content wasn’t worth it
If you swallowed your tears and on your tongue bite down
Death doesn’t care if you’ve kept it inside
Scream out your woes dab at your eyes
Living is worth is even when you don’t feel alive
Dint be afraid to press on, now’s not your time
Dwell in your despair at the present but don’t let it conquer
You have a temporary gift, internalize it, grow stronger.
