Death is misery

Losing someone you love is a hard thing to bare
one minute they're here the next they're not there
you sit in watch your whole life unfold
because now they are not here and bare arms you must hold
you must sit and look at old photos,pictures and reminisce
and think about the first time that you both shared a kissed
you believe they are in better place because thats what you've been lead to believe your whole life
but what if like(I'll be there forever)
this is all a lie
an illusion to make death seem like rebirth
but birth is life,so how could that work
from the first tear dropped to the last memory of them you'll see
pain is love and death is misery!!