I often think about death. A lot people scared about death. but a few of people trying and wishing to die. I wonder how it feels like to die, is that good? or is it the best escape from all of this life?
but I thought death won't realize anything. I live in death, it's not good. it's *****. alone. small. invisible. and you were nothing but a small memories. no love. no glory. no victory. you were still alone, and no one listen to you.
so I guess death doesn't release you from anything. and death doesn't mean your heart have to stop beating. we life to fight ourselves and the whole world, and when we lose, there's always a way to come back to life.

O SWEET everlasting Voices, be still;
Go to the guards of the heavenly fold
And bid them wander obeying your will,
Flame under flame, till Time be no more;
Have you not heard that our hearts are old,
That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,
In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?
O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.

I'll leave you alone,
I'll paint myself into someone else's arms.
I bet I'm a terrible bet,
Not letting you get out of my mind,
Not letting myself out of your mind.
You're the breathe in my lungs.
I'm hoping you can forgive and forget.

If it makes you less sad,
I'll let you live alone.
I'm betting I'm not a safe bet.
But my Love,
Time has gone,
Can you forget?