Death is only the beginning,
The is something beyond, something more,
Love is only a inking,
Of what you cannot express through words,
Pain is the only Eternal,
It lets us know we are alive,
Our souls are only a figment,
Something mortality needs as a drive,
Hate is not the answer,
But nither is peace,
Passion break the chains that holds us,
But could send us into eternal sleep,
Nothing is all there is forever,
This poem you shall never understand,
Until upon the gates of hell,
Being welcomed by the devils hands.
((tis a poem that just came to me))
Alastwr Community Member 
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I'll spend weeks trying to figure this out and probably never will understand it but hey, that's poetry