How come death is never ending?

It seems like it always it’s always trending.

The moldy hoary granite situated deep within the green sod land.

There lays a forgotten soul.

Rest in peace is what they say not knowing what their depressed thoughts portrayed.

Death is not a game that two or more people can play.

It is simply much more than that.

Teens constantly throw their lives away like grimy ceased toiletries.

Just to die down their sorrow and pain they smoke and drink cause being “faded” is the new thing.

Not questioning what path their going to take, but gracefully passing the crossbones and skulls down deaths roadway.

How come death is never ending?