Sentient

Life, there is only this. All else is unreal. Yet Death

has the final word in this. In this entity. So take my

hand and walk with me, because to live there is only now.

So this is permanence dealing with death? Well everything

happens for a reason? Death is a natural part of life.

There is only now. Life is like the sweet scented rain.

The sweet taste of rain. Death’s tragedy comes quick; we

are faced with grief beyond us to comprehend. (Death) The

fog is thick here. Thin layers of frost are like the

pathways to the underworld. -To the underworld. Barren

shades of colour show only the dead. Here we go. I never

let you down. Death lives. This depression is

unfathomable. Death has the final word in this entity.

With Departures come new arrivals and I can’t let this

get the best of me. (Life) there is only now and I keep

moving on because in a flash it can all disappear.