When we go to the beach.
to see the colors and shapes of
All those shells we take home to
admire.
They are the dead bodies and bones
of the ocean.
We collect and admire death.

Love like the sun
Loves the earth
Ever since they met
They dance every day

The sun makes the earth
Look on the brighter side
The earth gives the sun
A reason to wake up

Love like the earth
Loves the sun
Because the earth isn’t distracted
By the stars and the moon

i swear to god,
every bit of my body
is crying
besides my eyes.

Life is hard, Death is easy.
Death never judges, Life always judges.
Those who lose in life,
win in Death.
Death is a comfort and a blessing
from a God who never cared for his
hurt followers, his hurt warriors...
his lost souls, looking for the light.
Death is the winner of the game,
Life was just the distraction.
We all die.
Maybe tomorrow,
Maybe next week,
Maybe not for years.
But one day,
Death will come for you,
she'll take your hand in a caress
and deliver you to her protection.
Life will be no more.

There's a fan on my ceiling
Circling air around and around me.
Laying on my bed in the dark
I think about the day to come
And I cringe.
Turning over, pushing the blankets off of me
I take a deep breath and trace patterns on the wall, absentmindedly.
...
Thinking about the hallways and the rush to get from place to place,
From one idea to another.
The laughter, the chatter, the bumping of shoulders and impatience.
The bright sunlight and so many people
All crowded into one area.
...
The air in my room finally is cooling down,
It feels dark in here, safe, warm without being uncomfortable.
The clock ticks downs the seconds, minutes, hours til my day starts.
I dread it. I want to stay here.
In my bed, in the dark.
Comfortable, safe, and alone.
...
Away from people and noise and expectations and lights and responsibility.
Curled in my corner of the bed, facing the wall and making patterns on the wall in the dark.
I want to stay right here....forever.