A/N: I have decided to lengthen this to a who-knows-how-long collection of poems created by me. Enjoy!
DEATH
Death is a black word full of
Drowsiness
And
Emptiness.
Death is caused by many things, sometimes
Natural,
But sometimes, death is
Caused, for it's victims are
Killed
By either
Sword,
Sickness,
Poison,
In-development,
And many other things.
Most of the time,
Death can be warded away,
But only for a short time.
Because Death occurs,
And always will.
Even if Death
Is like a black veil covering your body
When you slip from this world.
Death is a nessity,
Something we need to survive.
Because if Death never happened,
The world would be too full.
So death is needed
To make a path
Of hope
And happieness,
Along with the confusing mixture of life,
For the young.
Death.
A/N: Like it? Hate it? (It isn't as good as my first, Slave.)