An unknown death
One day ago, I heard some news
At first I didn't care, it's not my life that had gone lose
I thought "eh, it happens everyday"
Then I thought about the age
About one to three years older than me
What if I died tomorrow suddenly?
I know it's awful - to not think about him
But I didn't know him, and sometimes my feelings are dim
Doesn't affect me
It's like the death of a tree
But suddenly a thought crosses my pond, I wonder
"Suicide maybe?" I know it was a car accident but I still kinda ponder
It's none of my business
Still.. it would make sense
Many people are suicidal and nobody sees the truth
But why am I making assumptions about a life I never knew?
My step-dad, that's from who I got the news
A co-worker, he drove fast, that's how he got unglued
I think of the family, did he even have a caring one?
What if they celebrate the fact that his life's done?
At work, they gave out flyers for his unexpected funeral date
I wonder if he'll go, I gulp down the scene, undesirable traits
I hope he's doing good, I can imagine someone heartlessly saying it was fate
I still think about it, lifting a heavy crate
Should I feel bad?
It doesn't affect me, my brain wracks
What if he was an awful person? ..but again.. what if he wasn't?
My brain is filled with situations, dozens upon dozens
Everyone's morality, to me being constantly reminded
So many deaths, honestly media has left us blinded
Making death and murder seem less chilling than it should be
I hope everyone a normal, undisturbed process in grieving
#grief #death
© Oku
At first I didn't care, it's not my life that had gone lose
I thought "eh, it happens everyday"
Then I thought about the age
About one to three years older than me
What if I died tomorrow suddenly?
I know it's awful - to not think about him
But I didn't know him, and sometimes my feelings are dim
Doesn't affect me
It's like the death of a tree
But suddenly a thought crosses my pond, I wonder
"Suicide maybe?" I know it was a car accident but I still kinda ponder
It's none of my business
Still.. it would make sense
Many people are suicidal and nobody sees the truth
But why am I making assumptions about a life I never knew?
My step-dad, that's from who I got the news
A co-worker, he drove fast, that's how he got unglued
I think of the family, did he even have a caring one?
What if they celebrate the fact that his life's done?
At work, they gave out flyers for his unexpected funeral date
I wonder if he'll go, I gulp down the scene, undesirable traits
I hope he's doing good, I can imagine someone heartlessly saying it was fate
I still think about it, lifting a heavy crate
Should I feel bad?
It doesn't affect me, my brain wracks
What if he was an awful person? ..but again.. what if he wasn't?
My brain is filled with situations, dozens upon dozens
Everyone's morality, to me being constantly reminded
So many deaths, honestly media has left us blinded
Making death and murder seem less chilling than it should be
I hope everyone a normal, undisturbed process in grieving
#grief #death
© Oku