Seeing your glistening rays pouring through my windows,
Allows me to feel this indescribable emotion of excitement,
Seeing you lighting up the dullness of the sky,
Allows me to see you at your full potential,
Seeing you slowly fade away into the horizon,
Allows me to sense what it feels to be ignored and lonely,
Seeing you trying to make your light always a present event in my life,
Allows me to smell what pure,cruel desperation is,
Seeing you allowing the moon to have an existence,
*Allows me to know deep inside my unworthy heart what love is.

I used to think that I wouldn't be able to live without you,
Without your care and affection,
Without you laughs and secret smiles,
I used to think that I wouldn't be able to live without your sly comments in class,
Without your silly hair flying everywhere,
Without your rainbow eyes dancing around judging people but not being fair,
But that is all the past now and this is where we are now.

My entire life I was told that  death was bad bad thing. I still remember that day when I was about 7 years old and my mum was locked upstairs in her room, crying. I quietly unlocked the door and I asked her what was wrong and she hoarsely replied"My mother is dying." From that day on I knew that no matter what I saw or heard death was a bad thing. Time went on as it always does and here I am 7 years on. Now I believe that death is a good good thing. I am baffled by why everyone fears death because to me death seems like the only certainty. Death is my escape from the terrors and pains of this world so once again I ask why is everyone so afraid of death? Destiny is all a lie and we all have the right to craft our own way to die. On the next shooting star I see I have already decided what my wish shall be. My wish is to die.

The sea waves crash gently against my toes
the ever so gentle wind slowly stealing my lows
The moment seems to perfect to forget
the ever so gentle wind slowly stealing my regrets
The sun bringing back all the dreams which seem to good to be true
the ever so gentle wind slowly helping me through
The endless tricks being played on my eyes
the ever so gentle wind helping forget all the lies
*The ever so gentle wind