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I started to think about when I'm going to die, and that if I die old, I will be the only one who remembers the people I've known, the things we've done, the things that have happened. No one will even know I existed, I'll just be a stone, and so will the people that I love. It doesn't seem right, it seems like a waste of life, so I wrote this.
I'm the last one here, the last to leave.
The last alive, the last to breath.
All thats left of a faded dream,
The last one standing of an ancient team.
The only one left here from our past,
The one who's will gave out last.
All those years, faded away,
Because all have died, none left to say
The stories we've lived, the things we've seen,
Just a shadow, just me.
Old friends that have come and gone
All will be forgotten when I'm gone.
I'm the only one here to remember,
Then our past is gone forever.
It all seems so pointless now,
But it wasn't then, I don't know how.
But we were here, and that is ours,
Everything passes, even stars.
But the little that we held on too,
Can't be passed from me to you.
When you're old and beaten, and fade like light,
You'll see it too, you'll know I'm right.
I'm the last one here, the last to leave.
The last alive, the last to breath.
All thats left of a faded dream,
The last one standing of an ancient team.
The only one left here from our past,
The one who's will gave out last.
All those years, faded away,
Because all have died, none left to say
The stories we've lived, the things we've seen,
Just a shadow, just me.
Old friends that have come and gone
All will be forgotten when I'm gone.
I'm the only one here to remember,
Then our past is gone forever.
It all seems so pointless now,
But it wasn't then, I don't know how.
But we were here, and that is ours,
Everything passes, even stars.
But the little that we held on too,
Can't be passed from me to you.
When you're old and beaten, and fade like light,
You'll see it too, you'll know I'm right.
I shouldn't have to fight a battle I'll never win, just to lose those I've never had.
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Did I say aweome poem?
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Rather than being birthed like a normal child, Chuck Norris instead
decided to punch his way out of his mother's womb. Shortly thereafter
he grew a beard.
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
I agree with this statement.
Sounds a bit strange, but that is exactly it, what you have written. I do not want to be left only with memories. I want to be a part of it all. I want to experience, not recall occasions alone.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
It's a good place to be. Time stands still for no one.
ummm, okay....that threw me off a bit. Did you just call being dead a good place to be?
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
normally poems "dealing" with death and so on freak me out and I can't read them and I gotta forget them instantly. but not this one..
strange.
very very good!! nice job!
lol! Of course not. Maybe I misunderstood what you said. I took you saying you wanted to be "part of it all" as in living life. Now I reread that and see what you are talking about and that you mean that about death. And as far as dead being a good place to be, maybe when I am old and my body is done living and I feel like I've experienced everything I was supposed to and do everything I was supposed to, I may view it differently.