Discussion Curling up into a little ball & floating away...

[Dawn0071111]

Thats the image that comes to mind when I think of how Im going to die.... Im going to decorate my hair with flowers, my stuffed animal pets, my soft blanket... my favorite songs playing.... till it goes black... till the brain shits down.... till there is no more consciousness... Ill be gone forever.... Ill die in peace & comfort... sleep & never wake up... good bye existence... I dont want to play the game anymore... A beautiful opting out. My decision, I'm in control.... A silent fuck you.... a sense of peace.... One last gasp of fear.... no regrets.... I am a tragedy..

How do yall imagine your grand exist in your imagination?

Lol... didn't mean for that to become a poem.. lmao