Stillborn

Life destroys our lives

Someday everything must die

Bitter mourners cry

But they survive

We're all stillborn in our makers eyes

Whoever he may be

Cause we barely get a chance to breathe

To be

Before time has slipped away

Life destroys everything

What is it really that we breathe

Humanity is misery

But it's over all too soon

We're all stillborn

In our makers eyes

Whatever he may be

Cause we barely get a chance to breathe

To be

Before time has slipped away

Too soon life escapes us

We wake and life erases us

We live only where time places us

We do not live at all

We're all stillborn

In our makers eyes

Whichever he may be

Cause we barely get a chance to breathe

To be

Before time has slipped away



There are worse things than death.  Like not living your life.  Today I am filling out an application for a writing workshop.  I feel so inspired just by the prospect.  Can I do it?  Can I write something the world will read and enjoy?  I don't know; but I can try.  Life is too short to waste it being scared to take chances.