Someone's

Death can not be that bad.

Not when we have so much

of it around us. 

So many opportunities to feel 

someone's pain.

                                                                                    

So many reasons to 

leave here 

and

be free

of their endless tears.

From all their sadness. 

So much rain.  

No amount

of

pleasure can erase

the other world 

full of someone's tears.  

The other world full 

of someone's pain. 

Happy the good times

But no time is ever really 

good. 

Not when somewhere 

someone 

cries.

Someone dies. 

Someone no longer 

tries. 

No amount of joy

could ever erase

someone else's pain. 

No amount of sun could ever

take away their rain.  

So why want

so badly

to remain?

Why love so much

life where someone 

is always

in pain?

Death calls. 

He beckons. 

Maybe over there 

Things

Are better

I reckon.