Death

To be left alone; to have to fend on your own.

To be filled with doubt; to forget what life's really about.

DEATH.

To 'had' what was once 'have.'

Worth-LESS, happy-LESS, sad-NESS.

Reflecting on what was once filled with bliss and has converted to

OH! How I miss you...

Some say "Shhh! Be quiet! Don't let them hear you!"

But why? WHY should I lie and conceal what's true?

Maybe through your lenses all you see is a clear view.

But if you only knew, then you would've known what to instruct me to do.

But you DON'T! So stop tryna tell me to forget about it because I won't!

I won't neglect how I feel and bury it beneath me!

I'm grieving on the inside and out; can't you see?

Shhhh! Your peaceful words only conjure up more sorrow; more absurds.

"Accept my condolances," thanks but no thanks because along with their death went my adolescence.

What I mean by this, I'm sure you'd like to know.

But nevermind that, along the wrong path our conversation will go.

So what should I do presently? Becasue the ones I'd usually ask were taken away Oh-So-Pleasantly!

Yes, I'm begging for answers Oh-So-Peasantly.

I mean, a peasant I'd rather be in exchange for my whole family.

Not for their kisses or good wishes. 

But simply for their existaece..