Life Before Death

As the title implies, “Life Before Death” is neither a biographical description of a remarkable human being nor a record of thoughts. On certain days, we are alive, while on other days, we are undeserving of death. Even though life is crazy, we exist in the middle of these extremes as the pendulum of time swings. Time, existence, and the present moment are all part of who we are. At this uncertain moment, we welcome art because anything behind makes us stressed or anything beyond makes us anxious. This collection’s poetry are all as flawed as I am. Let alone the harsh and sympathetic ideas I have about my mental health right now. These poems are as chaotic as the minds of all modern humans.