Death is beautiful
only if you let it be
It is a release from
pain, grief, lies, betrayals
pain is the first of the worst
light only physical wounds you heal from
grief is a little worse you cry
inside and out wishing the pain would stop
lies is what the world has taught us
its worse than pain when your wall finally come crashing down
only to find yourself alone and cheated
betrayal is the worst its a fate worse than death
it is self explanatory because all have experienced it
whether you're big or small
so why hold on when you can have a peaceful end
a chance to come clean with all the lies
why do we hold on to a world that only gives off pains
for sure death is a beautiful thing
but so is life
we hold on
we take risks
we live as best we can
in beautiful lies that keep us sane
we hope for the best even at our worst
we risk our own lives for love
whether it is an old love or a new
we hold on to the beauty in life
whether you have seen the blues and the whites of the highest mountain
whether you have seen the ocean
or a small miracle in a remote place
we have all seen this hope
true that death is beautiful in its own way
silent, calm, final
yet life is vigorous
its like this...
a blue crimson sky as the sun dips into the ocean
the soft grains of sand warm and comforting beneath you feet
the ocean majestic endlessness and unpredictable as ourself
it reflects the beauty of the setting sun and the crimson blue sky
the soft but comforting waves hitting the beach
in an endless rhythm of life
This is our hope
because silence, calm, final is not us
but it's not my place to decide which of the two beauties
you pick
