Dying is one of those sore topics that keeps me awake in the dead of night. Questions like 'Where do we go' and 'What happens?' flood my vulnerable mind. There are various places my brain wanders to but one of them seem logical. Do we ascend to a higher place? Why do we leave behind our body, our safe haven? Why are we born to die?
All of these questions have various, confusing 'answers.' It's all faith. How are we supposed to have faith when it's something so dark?
Do we sit and stare at darkened forever in a soundless eternity? Honestly, these questions we likely don't want to know the answer to.
Hi guys! this one is really really short! I wrote this with my bsf, PJ. I hope you liked it! 4:04 pm and it's almost dark LMFAO 😭
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-5amwasted
Written on: 12/10/23
Typed on: 12/13/23
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