Death.
I never thought much about it...
About how permanent,
and unsettling it can be.
I never thought much about death...
Until it happened, so abruptly.
My close one died,
Leaving me shattered,
bereaved.
My heart lives at their grave.
My mind, out of peace.
Seamless waves of grief hit,
relentlessly.
I never paid heed to death.
Until it plucked out my soul...
And laid it out to bleed.
Yet, I breathe...
Why did it pick mine?
When there were many others to seize!
When will I see them next?
What happens once they are 'deceased'?
When my time comes,
and I am put to rest
Will they come to greet?
Will we meet again in a world
Where death can never be?
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