Death.

Death is so strange,

yet excruciatingly simple.

And I thought there is nothing I can't get over with. 

Nothing I can't run away from. Nothing I can't win over. 

But then there was death.

Hellishly scary, inevitable death.

There's just nothing left to do once it happens.

Everything's left so plain, so blank, so empty.

And you're just there,

lying, unable to understand how universe works, 

 and in pain.

-Fa