The Paradox

You never really understand life until you watch it disappear

You think you know it

You think you love it

But you don’t really

Until you hold the hand of death

Until you feel those stone fingers shudder in your palm

Until then

You cannot understand life

You cannot know it

You cannot love it

You can only love its illusion

The illusion fooled me once

And I believed

But I know better now

I know now that life is just a waiting room for death

I know now that mortality is a sin

And humanity is hell

But it’s all we know

So we fall for an illusion

How naïve we are

Thinking we all belong, we all are equal, we all have a chance

We don’t

You breathe for a hundred years

And then it’s gone

Your breath

Your purpose

Your illusion

Gone.

Can you even imagine

Can you fathom that kind of magic

That’s what it is, you know

Magic

Death is a dark form of magic

But life is even darker

We fall for an illusion just to become one in the end

How ironic