Life IS too short

Life is too short,
Especially when it is lived for as long
As yours,
Because you are going and leaving behind
More people to miss you,
Because more people know you,
And the more people that know you,
The more people love you.

So you are going to have to hang around.

Tell the cancer to get the fuck out.
Okay?

Tell it no one cares for the inevitable demise that its overwhelming presence brings.

Okay?

I know that everyone dies,
I know that you have lived a good life,
I know,
I understand,
My logical mind gets it,
But the other part just screams

GET FUCKING BETTER!

And I know it screams in vain,
But I’m not that great with change,
And this isn’t even that good kind of change,
This isn’t that kind of change when you know it will be better in the long run,

This is that sort of change where someone you have cared about your whole life is gone
Someone who all the people you care about, care about as well,
So all those people will feel the hole you leave.

So I keep screaming with some stupid, unfounded hope beneath the veneer of logic that so often holds back the truth.

Fuck logic for a second
And just try and defy
Just try and defy the one overwhelming
Over bearing
Fear and truth of life
The fear and truth that is death.

Death eating away at your writhing unstable body that cannot even walk.

Where once it ran and swam and held you taller than anyone else in the room.