Death is Inevitable

Life is but a dream.
Flowers grow and die,
Color losing their grasp.
Skin grows pale
And minds grow dark;
Blood oozes from wounds like water.
Drugs help drown the world
When the world drowns one out.
And even the wealthy
Can't escape the woes of the deep universe.

So, life is more of a living Hell;
Not a lovely Heaven.
It punishes the victims of society
And eradicates the good civilians.
Life steals the breaths of millions
Whilst giving breaths to millions more.
Life plays an unfair game;
A game where no-one can win
But life itself.
Life is the eternal victor.

So what is life one may ask,
And why does it commit cruel crimes?
Well, life is the start
And life is the end;
It is everything between
And everything that isn't.
Yes, life is comprised of everything,
And everything cares for life,
As without it,
One does not exist
And ones mind must kiss reality goodbye.