A desert vast and open
And not another soul
There's no water left for you
Not a drop to make you whole
From a plane high in the sky
You will begin the drop
And there'll only be the ground
That can make you stop
An ocean endlessly deep
Beneath there's not a sound
There's loads of helpless swimming
Right up until you've drowned
All events to end a life
Before remains are burnt to ashes
Or perhaps a coffin in the ground
Before life's illusion smashes
Except you've been in the afterlife
Longer than you were alive
You've been personally acquainted
With the grim reaper and his scythe
You died a long time ago
Beneath an infant sun
It all ended up crashing down
That game you thought you'd won
Life's a distant memory
You don't know how long you've been here for
Hours and days and weeks and years
You wish you'd known before
It all seemed so much brighter then
Life was bright and full of colour
Not this dull, lifeless grey
Now there's naught else to discover
There is no turning back now
To try would make you a fool
You can see al that came before
It's behind a towering wall
You may be deep in the afterlife
But you're not dead yet so don't pretend
There might be nothing else to come, however
You live all the way until the end
- Author: matt15rsp ( Offline)
- Published: June 5th, 2020 12:30
- Category: Unclassified
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