Why Do Nice People Have To Die

Why do nice people have to die? It’s a question I’ve asked since a kid. Writing this I’m going to cry, it’s hard to keep on the emotional lid. I think about the people I know, and the fact they’re getting older. I know one day they’ll have to go, that’s when I’ll need a shoulder. Loss is the thing that hurts my chest, I want them back, but it cannot be. The love we had was truly the best, I hope they really are free. I knew as a teen it was going to hurt, but if you’re not close it can’t. This is the way of a person who’s curt, Even to their special Aunt. Go away, I can’t get close, I feel the pain already. I don’t know when you’re going to die, and I’ll never ever be ready. It hurts when it happens, there’s nothing to compare. The loss, the pain, the unbelievable despair. The shark of grief has ripped me open, it’s tore a chunk from my side. My heart is bleeding and badly broken, I’m swept away with the tide. Nooo, you can’t be dead, where have you gone? Are you in your bed? Or mowing the lawn? We still had things to share, you weren’t supposed to die. I was caught unaware,wish I’d said goodbye.

I see the places we used to be, I smell the air and I hurt inside. Now there’s nothing but dust and tree, and only myself with whom to confide. Why do nice people have to die, instead of the bad, crooked and sly? They leave a hole when they depart, that can’t be explained, not even by art. The answers that come don’t make sense, the why and how will never do. Some of the reasons are just non-sense, but thanks, for helping me to get through. Faith works for quite a few, their loved ones they’ll see again. After death it’s all brand new, happiness, joy and no more pain. I breathe a big sigh, as I feel the sadness. I know you’ll die, but I think it’s madness. I’d change the plan if I could, I’d find a way to make you stay. Nice people and all your good, forever and a very long day. But such is life on our planet earth, we’re born to live so we can die. It starts with a miraculous birth, I hope it ends in a peaceful sigh. Have you ever thought and wondered why, why do nice people have to die?