last night i dreamnt that i died. it was short, it was sweet and in a way beautiful.
the few seconds it took for me to realise theres nothing more i can do, no hope to live for, no dream to lust for, and no worry to care for. i felt myself being taken to a mystical place, a place with eternal bliss, a place with no worries.
and then did i realise the things which i always wanted to do, all the hopes i had cherished, all the dreams i had built, all the things worth living for.
lifes a mess, lifes cruel but most of all life is short. it would come to you when you least expect that there is nothing more to live for. that life is almost over, and it was half over when you realised what it even was.
life is sad, life is miserable but most of all lifes a test. this earth we know is only but a journey, a place for a few instants of whats yet to come.
and then i look back and ask will it be bliss?but it wass too late.
the few seconds it took for me to realise theres nothing more i can do, no hope to live for, no dream to lust for, and no worry to care for. i felt myself being taken to a mystical place, a place with eternal bliss, a place with no worries.
and then did i realise the things which i always wanted to do, all the hopes i had cherished, all the dreams i had built, all the things worth living for.
lifes a mess, lifes cruel but most of all life is short. it would come to you when you least expect that there is nothing more to live for. that life is almost over, and it was half over when you realised what it even was.
life is sad, life is miserable but most of all lifes a test. this earth we know is only but a journey, a place for a few instants of whats yet to come.
and then i look back and ask will it be bliss?
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