death, my old friend

I dream of you, I can feel you getting closer and closer. When will you be arriving? I was told that you should be celebrated and welcomed with open arms. Your arrival is the most anticipated yet dreaded moment in everyone’s life. Do you remember the time when I called you in? The time when I was begging you to help me. On the floor on my knees ready to go.

You were really mad, but I had no choice. I couldn’t bear the thought of burdening the people I love with things they can’t understand. I was at my lowest, and I called upon my dear old friend. To save me, to whisk me away and offer me bliss. I’m sorry I did that.

But I understand now, you’re not really the answer. I thank you for being there, for always being there. Reminding me to keep going.

The moon once said: “I wish not death be my greatest fear in life. I wish death be my sole reminder to live life”

(the moon in this context is none other than joud alamri I love u)