The Worst Part About Dying (poem)

The worst part about dying is not the
sadness or grief that suffocates your soul,

but rather the life that continues on,
leaving no time for death to sink in.

It's having to live on even after you watch
your friend covered by dirt and flowers
resting forever in a bed marked by a painted rock.

The worst part about dying is knowing that
your life will continue without them to laugh at you
or to help you along the beaten path.

The worst part about dying is living,
because they had to live to die,
and we have to live even though they said goodbye.