Monday, September 06, 2010
Your dying ..
you feel a tight pull in your chest
your heart beats faster just like when you met your first love for the first time
your brain starts to slow down , as it replays the images and memories that you've been thru in your life
you feel your breath taken away just like the time when you saw the beauty of love and felt it for the first time
your hands grow numb and start to tremble just like the first time you met his or her parents , the nervousness of the thought of what they might think about you
As your heart beat slows down and takes its last few beats for the last time ....
the images and the memories in your brain start to fade leaving behind a blank
your lungs take in its last breath , the breath that seemed like the best damn thing at this point
suddenly everything stops , you dont feel the pain in your chest nor the beats of your heart
you feel your soul floating above your body and you can see yourself lying there .. but you don't seem to feel the sense of helplessness to do something to get back into your body ..
all you do is watch .
you then see a white light, and as you approach the light , you know , that youve completed the journey and it was worth every beautiful second .
That ... is the beauty of death ...
12:16 AM
