there's a certain beauty to death...
giving your life back to the earth who granted something to a soul so unprepared.
if i could ..
i would give myself back in the form of trees..
a weeping willow or something more jubilant and beautiful..
a fern
or maybe to the ocean..
to be a wave amongst endless others
to be apart of a vast expanse knowing i can kiss delicately any sandy shore i so desire.
to the ground..
creating fertile fields for delicate flowers
an orchid
i wish to be the moon ..
if i could.
i truly feel like her already
changing but the same
always there
yet millions of miles away..
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jaded
Poetryjaded.. This isn't for everyone you can trust me when I say that. This is a collection of thoughts, feelings, experiences. Everything is cryptic yet self explanatory for the right reader. I wasn't going to share it but who knows, someone may relat...
