Literature
You'll Be Okay
Forsaken and forgotten,
Your body lays there, rotten.
You feel old and over-wrought and,
Your arms don't work, your mind is lost.
Yet you feel yourself deep in bliss.
You are at peach with this.
The Void's sweet, gentle, comforting kiss.
Coming swiftly to take your cost.
Lay down now, don't you worry.
Your vision fades, you're seeing blurry.
Your body quits thrashing in it's flurry.
You'll be okay, you'll be okay.
Now stand back up, you're not the same.
Get back up, you've gone insane.
Time to make all of them pay, they will all pay,
For letting you die. You'll be okay.