Devastation

Why do we suffer? Why do we feel anguish.
I have seen it all way to 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?
We lament the deaths of our loved ones,
But who is to say 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