I've been lying
in my bed for
like 20 minutes.
I 'm not thinking
about anything
but at the same time
I'm thinking
about everything.
I'm thinking
about death.
Is it true
that you see
the light
at the end of the tunnel?
Do you have pain
while you're dying?
Do you die like
you have lived?
Do you look
for death?
Or the death
looks for you?
Everything in this live
is so strange,
but the death is stranger.
What does it taste?
Is it true
that all your life
go through your eyes
while you're dying?
Do suicides go
to Heaven?
Is there anything
after death?
What is death?
Sometimes I feel
I can do anything,
and nothing hurts me.
I feel sick.
I've been lying
in my bed for
like 30 minutes.
I keep thinking
in death.
Sometimes I would like
to die, but
sometimes I feel so alive
that I can fly.
I have so much questions
about death.
But I have no answers.
*Sometimes I think,
that I'm already dead.*
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 7:31 PM UTC
I've been lying
in my bed for
like 20 minutes.
I 'm not thinking
about anything
but at the same time
I'm thinking
about everything.
I'm thinking
about death.
Is it true
that you see
the light
at the end of the tunnel?
Do you have pain
while you're dying?
Do you die like
you have lived?
Do you look
for death?
Or the death
looks for you?
Everything in this live
is so strange,
but the death is stranger.
What does it taste?
Is it true
that all your life
go through your eyes
while you're dying?
Do suicides go
to Heaven?
Is there anything
after death?
What is death?
Sometimes I feel
I can do anything,
and nothing hurts me.
I feel sick.
I've been lying
in my bed for
like 30 minutes.
I keep thinking
in death.
Sometimes I would like
to die, but
sometimes I feel so alive
that I can fly.
I have so much questions
about death.
But I have no answers.
*Sometimes I think,
that I'm already dead.*
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