deaths terms, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad. Subscribe to rss feed for a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.

recently a freind died. it makes me think and about stuff
that shouldnt be though about or feared. but the thoughts
crwed my mind and now its all i think about. i will miss
her. maybe this can prove were nto invincible..\




why does death intruge us so
when it leaves us stone-cold and alone?
life is so confusing compliating complex
how could it be taken away like its fragile as glass
brittle as fall leaves that lay in the grass?
no do-overs, second chances
life can be gone in a querter of a glance
we are incapable of altering these harsh terms
and theres nothing left for us to learn
live love laugh
sometimes in the end its all we have
Posted: 2008-10-30 19:59:09 UTC

This poem has no votes yet. To vote, you must be logged in.
To leave comments, you must be logged in.