To Death

Noah Conard

"What Lies Beneath"

Kaylie Cargill

I build up my walls to keep you out

You overtake everyone without cause—rendering them hopeless

Yet I’m told you are good and natural

 

You don’t care about me or anyone

As far as I see it you hurt more than you help

 

When others leave before us we are stricken with you

Leaving us alone with tears of anger and sorrow

asking—why so soon?

Or—what’s the point?

 

But we don’t get to know the point

For there is a plan that is for each of us that we can’t see

At least that’s what the book says it must be

 

So here we wait knowing that it’s inevitable—

And eventually, it will be you and me.

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