Cycle

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In all honesty, I'm not afraid to die.
I wouldn't be the slightest bit terrified if somebody pulled a gun on me, or if I fell off of the Empire State Building.

But that doesn't mean I want to.

Sure, sometimes I wanna self harm, but I don't. Not because I'd probably die or because of the pain. I could care less about that. I just don't wanna hurt anybody around me or hurt my friends.

It's so confusing. This is why I never wanted to make friends. Because I know that I'm gonna be more reckless now that I'm not afraid to die.

Death is a beautiful and amazing thing. Not because someone left the earth. But because they returned back to it. Just like rain. It's an amazing cycle, really. And I know I'm part of it. I know that I will someday return back to the earth. And that makes me feel worthy.

We all have a purpose. The reason we were put on this earth is simple. To come back to it. And I think that is amazing.

What I'm saying is, I'm not scared to die. I'm not scared to stay alive.
I'm just happy that I exist. So that I can be a part of this cycle.
This beautiful, interesting, amazing cycle.
And this cycle is named by a simple word.
'Life'.

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