What is death?
It's what comes without hope,
What happens when we just can't cope,
We all die in the end,
So what's the big deal?
It comes when we give up,
Before we heal.
It can come when all is said and done,
or it can come from the end of a gun.
So why bother, why care?
Life is just a game of truth or dare.
There is but one truth...
Some may win and some may lose,
But there is no way to choose,
When you breathe your last breath...
After all, its all up to me, all up to Death.
Not my best job but hell, I felt like writing something.