Psyche ward wisdom

Death is such a definitive word. Yet holds such a beauty within itself. It holds the memories of loved ones past. For its hold is eternal and cold yet holds our loved ones tenderly.

As my eyes close and my breath fades I slip silently into my eternal slumber. Oh how I have longed for this day. For I have sought it out as others have fled from from it.That final moment that is infinite and everlasting. For its like a rose frozen in time forever beautiful and pure. Its beauty never fading it sleeps its slumber is cold and eternal. Oh how I long to be like the rose!

Death why do you hide from me? I reach for you praying you take me yet you torment with this curse that is life. I have seen the horrors of mankind that life has allowed. Death you are the one true beauty that life has to offer for you are infinite and pure.the cold everlasting dance that is death is without measure. Oh how I long to dance with thee on death.

Oh how the mothers weep for their sons and daughters who are no more who have passed through deaths door. How they weep in sorrow for they are no more. Yet how we sons and daughters rejoice for the sorrows we have endured are now now more.

As I watch the the water turn red as my life drains. I cut deeper finding refuge in the pain. It makes the voices fade and the horrors i have seen go silent. I'm life all I have known is agony and pain.But in death I am finding peace. The times I have failed are just stepping stones to my death. As those around me weep for my I rejoice for I have succeeded. It is a silence that is infinite and strong yet so fragile that a sound can break it.That is what I long for in death the infinite sound of silence pure and true. The beauty of death the melody of silence from a life of horrors past for they are no more

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