Death sat by my bed the other night
Death sat by my bed the other night It whispered in question, " how are you handling this life thing?" I said, " I am doing the best I can and I believe it gets better." It looked me in the eyes and asked, " are you even happy??" I looked it back in its eyes," I am not, may be one day I will be." It advised me to leave life alone Since it wasn't offering me happiness I didn't want to, I said I know that better are coming It didn't argue, it promised to wait for me I was done crying over having a hard day at work And I doubted my abilities some how I wanted clarity on what really happens after death Since nobody ever came back to tell us I still wonder if it's peaceful or just chaos Or it's just like life Where struggles exceed strength Pain doesn't neccessarily mean gain Constant feeling of wanting more Where sometimes standing tall means standing on other people And achieving vi...