Devastation

	Why do we suffer?
	Why do we feel anguish?
	I have seen it all way too closely
	I have felt it all way to recently
	Is it all really worth the battle?
	This force will only leave behind a devastation of blood and demise
	Why wait just to have everything end anyway?
	I won't let myself live in regret
	We lament the deaths of our loved ones but who is to say that they are not better off?
	I know it would improve my biography
	We will assemble on another day, in another life
	I will see you soon