Ai's last thoughts.When my heart becomes black,Ai's last thoughts. by lovleygirl14
And my vision starts a blur,
When i struggle for my last breaths,
He'll be by my side,
His soft voice whispering to me,
that'll it be okay.
Though i know that i'm going to die,
I can't help but want to believe him,
his every word.
His gentle hands running through my hair,
as the crimson red drips from me,
declaring my end.
I can't help but think i'll make it out alive,
even though i can feel my heart slowing to a stop.
He makes me want to believe there is a future for us,
But this is as far as we go in this game.
"And though we can't be together forever as gods.
This is forever too."
What death is really like....What if death isn't like what we as a society picture him??What death is really like.... by lovleygirl14
What if instead of rotting bones, he had beautiful pale skin and white eyes to match. His hair a pitch black, that matches the night that he roams. ??
And though his very essence brings a dark and cold chill to your core that makes your heart sink in fear.....We really having nothing to fear...For he is the unknowingly cruel reality to the sweet melody that we call life. He only does what is needed to start a new, for after every death comes a new life. A new beginning for one other, because in order for one to live , one must die.....It's the circle of life...
Yet we sit here and show him only fear and shun him away, hoping to never see his face.
Imagine his broken spirit, his broken heart, his cracking mind. He's done this since the beginning of time and he has yet to feel the warm touch of something we mortals call love........
Death is not evil. Death is not scary.Death doesn't want to hurt us. Death jus
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