LIFE OR DEATH

Life

fading cascading

each breath I take

closer steps I make

into the lonely grave

my eternal haunting cave

punished, being the devil's slave

only the good die young and ascend

so therefore I shall be bad to the end

thinking of the crazy times I have had

painful reflections that leave me sad

too late to contemplate a change

learnt behavior seems so strange

past generations taught

the wisdom I sought

but did not heed

now I need

new breath

death....