Bury your sorrow

They talk about death as this bloodthirsty killer. A gruesome predator that shows no mercy. That’s because they always run away in fear. No Death shouldn’t chase you down and leave you in agony. If you stop running and listen, you’ll hear a soft whisper, luring you in. Cold and alone? Rather a feeling of too warm and crowded. Like a snake pressing its body against yours, suffocating you slowly. You close your eyes willingly as you give your last breath. When you run away, that’s when you get chased. Of course you get hurt, how is death supposed to grab you if you kick back? In this world, nothing lasts forever. Too many refuse to understand that. Do you? . . What made you stop and listen, raven? . . . You took it too far, Aykobre. . . . I went on a nostalgia trip and found this gem lol: song used: