A slow breeze flowed though my hair today and I breathed it in. Cold and refreshing. Beautiful. A ray of light fell on my face and I closed my eyes and felt it's warmth. Warm and comforting. Beautiful. The sound of birds sang in my ears and I listened closely. Bright and cheerful. Beautiful. What a day to die. Death closing in I accepted it. I grieved my own loss and chose to simply experience life. I feel. I felt. I fell. Down, down, down i fell. Until i resided in my soul. And i was content there. I looked at all that I was and smiled, because I am beautiful. And i hope those i leave behind will feel this in me and accept this as part of themselves too.
He appeared at Noon as an angel of light. I had no fear of him for I recognized him for what he was. An inevitable truth. I take myself as an honest man, so I told him as such. No denial, no bargaining, no sadness, or anger. Just a simple, "Is it time?". He smiled knowingly before stretching out a hand. I grasped it lightly, and at the first brush of contact I gasped as my life flashed before my eyes. The love, the hate, the forgotten moments, Everything. And in that second my eyes welled with tears, flowing over my cheeks as I smiled. Beautiful. And I was not afraid as he led me away.
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Once Upon A Time
AcakJournal/short stories/poetry. Things that I didn't know what to do with. When I try to write my brain comes up with a thousand different scenarios to a thousand different small ideas. I just haven't found a way to take those flashes and make lightni...
