“Pretty”

Fresh Hell’s Pay It Forward Thursday selection

TheAwkwardBearWrites

They tell me death isn’t pretty
But they haven’t looked at it from my perspective
This calming interpretation
That life is just a game
And at the end, we run out of lives
I’m close to that point
With a silver sword and a jagged heart
I stand on the edge
Of a mountain made of glass
Waiting for the slightest breeze
To push me off
So I can fly free
Tell me death isn’t pretty
When you haven’t seen it first hand
With a smile and a glass of gin
When you haven’t danced on the edge
Of being alive and being dead

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