Sonnet of Death The pain and sorrow felt by all mankind caused by the regrets of all things not done Yet we keep losses in the front of mind all our loved ones that have already gone Losing everything of which we have love but knowing it is better this way If only you could release like a dove and maybe if you get on your knees to pray Life's little problems will not seem as bad while our clocks are constantly ticking down how would people act if they knew we were sad? we put on a fake smile while in town To hide the constant fear behind our eyes so that no one can hear our desperate cries
