• Death is peaceful.

    No more wondering where you'll go

    Where you'll fit in.

    When your heart will shatter

    To tiny diamonds

    That it's almost impossible to cure back to it's full shape.

    When everything dissapears.

    When that flash of light

    Becomes darkness.

    When the forest green becomes ashes.

    Piled up.

    Stacked.

    Blown away.

    Everything.

    When corner stores become that open field of unspoken dreams.

    The only word existing is 'help.'

    When precious valuables

    Are stolen away.

    Locked.

    Future.

    Future is unforgettable.

    Future is gone.