quinta-feira, 7 de junho de 2007

Beauty in death


All the screaming,
All the pain,
All the noise,
Vanished...
Silent...
Peaceful...
Everything is gone...
The blood flows down my body
So beautiful in it’s colour...
I see it forming a river
So beautiful
So rich
So bitterly sweet...
I look at all that surrounds me
So calm...So free...
I close my eyes and begin to think
Is my life ending?
My head is weightless
My body tingles with pleasure
Knowing my time is approaching
I wonder what is to become of me
I know that I’m leaving
I can feel myself fading,
My existence...
I feel a sense of freedom
It lifts my soul.
I take one last glance at my body below
I die with a smile on my face
So peaceful...
So free...
So beautifully dead...
And that my friends is the beauty in death

1 comentário:

Anónimo disse...

suicidio? the beauty in death? sure it is.. :| orientem.se.