How to Deal With the Dark

Too much death is surrounding me
And I'm beginning to think that it's unfair
Why, oh why, must you do this to them?
And leave them abandoned in their empty tables?

It's all too real to be true
And yet, you've taught me the rare lesson
Your life has shown me what I need
The frailty, the bitterness, the randomness

And now it's in my house
These vultures are looming grimly over my head
I know that you're watching me
But please don't swallow me

Life will never explain this to me
In these four simple paragraphs
If it's lying somewhere in the repression
Then I will find it back