Sonnet of Death
The pain and sorrow felt by all mankind
caused by the regrets of all things not done
Yet we keep losses in the front of mind
all our loved ones that have already gone

Losing everything of which we have love
but knowing it is better this way
If only you could release like a dove
and maybe if you get on your knees to pray

Life's little problems will not seem as bad
while our clocks are constantly ticking down
how would people act if they knew we were sad?
we put on a fake smile while in town

To hide the constant fear behind our eyes
so that no one can hear our desperate cries