What if it is not as peaceful as you think? What if it is not the escape? Yes, death probably is the end, but what if you had better things drawing near? Because life is beautifully ugly, marvellously horrendous, and lovingly cruel; sometimes in different phases, sometimes all at once.
Because life sees a new morning after every dawn, it is a voiceless ride on a rollercoaster. For that is why it is long and anew, while death comes only once!
A collection of poetry and prose that the pain of love and loss give birth to, when the pain drives you to a phase where you no more want to live a day.
Here is a clump of words to heal you ...