Throughout life we look at death
And all we do is fear it
Cry, and try to avoid it
What is the point to this?
Do you not want to be human?
Death is a part of the human experience.
No one can escape it.
Not you or I can escape it.
All we can do is wait.
Live life and just hope
When the angel of death comes
She is gentle.
She takes us when the time is right.
When we just aren’t fit to be on Earth anymore.
I hope I can say there are no regrets
In my mind that are keeping me from leaving.
That I have lived every bit of my life
Not held back or lived timidly.
Not fearing the angel of death
Not crying, and trying to avoid her.