Philosophical Society - Immortality
We live, and we dieWe pray, and we fall
Victims of oppression, and depression, contemplation
At last everything makes sense
All the suffering, and the pain
All the questions that consumed my mind
Facing death with the courage of dis-courage-meant-to-be
All alone, just waiting to die all alone
In the pain, and the misery of your apathy
My tears wash away all your sorrows, and all your lamentations
Excommunicated, and no longer affiliated
You been defiled, exiled, you are just another secret file
Now I find myself with tears in my eyes
Wishing I would just die, with a shotgun to my head
but instead I must remain in this pain
To live is to die, and to die is gain
Reflection, upon reflection,
Mediations on First Philosophy, and Theology, Ideology
Life after Death
This is your last breath
Is there life after death?
Is there a God?
My life passed me by, and I never felt alive
Conquering ideas with compassion
Whispering my last words as I take my final breath's contraction
Entering the calling of agony and defeat
I should be praying, but instead I am wishing I could have done things differently
I wish I could have listened to my heart
but instead I chose destruction as my path
Never ending sadness haunted my existence
In the presence of eternal life's persistence
Paradoxical, life, and death, fictions, and contradictions
Driven, by logical inconsistencies, and contingencies
Nothing left to say in the presence of the silence
Of the emptiness of time and space
Life after Death
This is your last breath
Is there life after death?
Is there a God?
Life after Death
This is your last breath
Is there life after death?
Is there a God?
Written by:
Guillermo Guevara
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