In response to Bartholomew Barker’s prompt to write an express poem.

hurry up to grow up
leave childhood behind
quickly jump into adulthood

fast find the one to whom you belong
fasten the ties tightly
hasten entering life’s journey

suddenly pain and misery
replace everlasting love
unhappiness slithers into paradisiacal ideals

barreling towards life’s ending
unable to stop or change
the original plan

it is better to die quickly alone
than to die in agony
amidst anger and strife