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A bleak, dismal eternity.
A misguided path with turns that screw you over.
Someone dies every 15 minutes, sometime sooner.
How can you say you love life?
Do you even know what it means to live life?
Or do you go by what others say?
Life is a curse.
When you die, do you have memories?
Can you feel anything?
What do you see?
Is it as dark as your dreams?
How can you say death is a blessing?
Sometimes I wish I was never born so I never could feel this pain that curses my every thought of being.
Yes, I said it.
A curse.
I cry at night because I think of the "end",
What will happen to my body after I am gone?
Will it become rotten from the inside out?
Or will it corode in a coffin because of the weather?
No one knows these answers and sadly no one will.
So what do we do to answer these questions?
Hey I have an idea, let us freeze someone- yeah that'll work..
But wait can we bring them back?