A Collection Of Words

Death

Death to some people is a huge disaster and to some a beautiful reality. To me an escape. Don't you wonder how death would be. Will we cease all together, leaving behind only our physical self. Will our minds be finally set free and will the voices cease? To some humans death is the only way to stop the voices, to stop questioning everything. We will all eventually die. Enter the blackness of oblivion and finally our thoughts will be set free. What would it feel like to be swallowed by oblivion and to feel our last breath leave our bodies. To enter an unknown realm where we are not categorised and seen by how we look. To let our thoughts run wild and finally turn into oblivion themselves.