There comes a point
One doesn’t fear the loss of loved ones anymore
For one could now follow without fear
The belief to have this personal choice and therefor
Not to be left with a broken heart, and one less near
And with a soul
Which will darken even more
But let’s never forget!
It is so grand to be alive. To breathe. To feel. To laugh.
In endless nights to walk pure joy’s glittering path.
Long for it!
Always, always try again to find that sun lit path.
Slash and wreck depressions evil portal
Be assured it will fall
Our demons might hiss, but they are nothing but mortal.
If they exist at all.
Simone van Hove Emery