Life is a mystery
If you've ever witnessed death, it means you've also witnessed life.
It could be the first chirps of a small baby bird, only later to find out it had fallen from it's nest onto the quiet, cold ground below where it's heart no longer beat.
Or maybe it was your father's contagious laugh that later turned into a chronic cough.
We've all seen the light in creatures before they have parted into the unknown darkness that is death.
We all crave the simplicity of hearing their voice and seeing their face just one last time.
As we begin the process of living without them, our mind drifts into a warmer past and reflects on the happiest of memories, longing to go back in time, if only to say goodbye.
Tears drip down our cheeks onto the flesh of the earth where our loved ones once roamed. We claim that there must have been something we could've done.
Death is inevitable, as it will eventually claim all our lives whether we'd like it to or not. It's not something to escape or run away from. It's something to accept.
There is no doubt that we'd like to be in the same place with our loved ones forever. Unfortunately, death is almost never in our favor. It can come at anytime, in any place.
But I will ask you this: What if there was something better, beyond this life? What if this world is just the first step? What if we are reconnected with our loved ones in the afterlife and there IS a forever with them?
Life may be a mystery, but don't forget that death is too.
Stain of a struggle
They said I was making a mistake
Criticized everything I had ever cared about
Made me feel guilty, like I was doing them wrong..
I wanted to leave, get out of this hazy life.
Struck the pin to my skin and dragged it along,
It stung and represented my emotion in pain
The stain of a struggle, a plea to the gods