The end of life

The end of emotions

The end of everything you new


The beginning of pain

The beginning of misery

The beginning of guilt


Having everything you knew being taken away

Having everything you did leaving your mind

Having everything you loved being forgotten

Having everything you hated being gone


Hate feels bad

But when everything else is gone

Hate is wonderful


Hate is what you want to hold onto

Hate is something to want 

Hate is pleasant


When all your problems are lifted

When all your pain is gone


It sounds wonderful

But other things also happen


When your friends cry

When your life is over

When you might forget them

When you might forget life


Is death really something to look forward to?

Seeing God?

Or do you forget everything and let everyone cry over you?

Why does death have to be full of pain?

The End

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