What’s the point really?
I mean we all die right,
In the end.
Old age
poison
suicide
car crash
intoxication
overdose
What is the point of continuing on
if none of it will matter once we’re gone.
How do you know
you won’t die of a stroke while reading this?
It’s all based on hope and faith.
Hope that you won’t be stupid enough
to cross the street without looking both ways.
Faith in a higher being
keeping watch over you.
Tell me why haven’t you died yet?
Do you think about it often?
Death.
It’s a strange and morbid concept,
yes, but
Still.
How long would you like to live?
How do you hope you will die?
All these questions
and it seems the only people who can answer them
are gone.