The Destroyer Of Pleasures

One day you will die,

And at first people will mourn,

When they think of you.

But life will go on,

And you will be as distant

As their last night’s dream.

You will still be there,

Drowning in a sea of sins,

In a lightless hole.

And your cries will fall,

On the deaf ears of people

Ignorant as you.

And every soul will

Be made aware of the truth

Without a warning.

How do you warn them,

When you couldn’t warn yourself

When you were alive.

A moment of fun,

Has given you nothing but

Eternal regret.

Remind yourself of

The Destroyer of Pleasures

Before its too late.