Wisest words ever heard
There's no happy ending in this story
It ends for everyone the same
The only difference is the road taken
We all end up in the ground forsaken
Not at first
First we are mourned
This makes others pain worse
To live is to suffer and die
Regardless of your life
Rich or poor
It's all the same at death's door
Feeling pain no more
I don't believe in hell or bliss
When all is done
I believe we no longer exist
Except in the memories
Of those we left
Slowly forgotten over time
Maybe even being a dying thought
But eventually stories are forgotten along with names
Unless we achieve fame
But that's not the life for me
I rather cease to exist
Being forsaken and forgotten
Saving others the pain of mourning me
