A Thousand

in times like this

I wonder about things

worse then death

what could be just as tragic

as never again seeing the light of day

but decaying bodies

can't see the sun

so what if you lived your life

never understanding

never grasping the concept

never really knowing

as time flies by

and all you do

is fly with it

never setting hold in reality

and just to get away from the movement

you'd die a thousand deaths

what could be more horrendous

what could be even more desperate

living a thousand lives

or dying a thousand deaths

not truly knowing your place

do you make your claim

or do you give it away

or maybe just end it