death and life

death

a everlasting lantern,
burning light,
shadows cast
on broken hearts –
tears drip
on cavern floors
unheard

life

a temporary candle,
wavering flames,
shadows cast
on smooth walls –
gust of wind
light fades
away

i think i’m too obsessed with boundaries. boundaries between dreams and reality. boundaries between life and death. boundaries between shadows and light. particularly life and death. i’m intrigued by the latter topic. it’s an experience we will never put into words. it’s something we won’t experience until too late. but it’s permanent.

is that scary?