number-numbers

its funny how your whole life 

can be simply

summed up in to a litlle dash

a whole life of

laughts and smiles

a whole life 

compressed into a little dash in between two numbers

people look at lines and dashes all the time

but its different 

centered on a massive grey stone

stones apon sones

they see but they dont know

the happiness 

the saddness

that little dash 

that little line cotains 

evry action but 

now its all gone

thers no way to 

get back the unknown

but that line

that dash

knows all

evry person

every action

it knows thing that no one else will

and in the end i guesse thats all we have left

a dash in the middle of two numbers 

a dash that contects our life with thousands of others 

others that we dont even know

people that will never truly see that line

Author's Note

this is about the line on a grave stone the line in between the birth and death date. i dont know whats its called. tjis is the longest poem ive writen so plz leave a commenet on how i can improve