Is it really the dead ones that we should pity,
Cry buckets over,
Are they the ones who deserve our agony and sleepless nights;
Difficult more it is to live with the aftermath of the death,
Real heroes are the ones who wake up every day reminiscing ,
Regretting every single action,
That they could somehow have done right.
Brave are those who despite of this gloom have to live their life,
Wear a smile on their face ,
Hiding their pain,
Pain of the unknown future ,
The unknown which is much more dangerous than the known .
©agathajeff
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