final breath

this page is dedicated to death.

there are a lot of pages in the internet where you can find poems, stories an thoght about death. Everyone has his opinion about it. His own ideas. Althogh nobody knows knows really what we have to expact.

Life is a short episode between two big secrets (c.g. jung)

many people are scared by it. They are scared by death. They have fear of what?
What is death? Where is it? How is it? who is it?

For many is death the only way out.

For me too sometimes death seemed the only solution, the only way out, the way out of my f***ing life. But more than about suicide I thought about leave home, let stay everything, take my seven things and go.........

where? I donít know.

Just away from here, away from the people that I love away, away from the area that remember me to allways to the things that went wrong, away from the things that costed me my best friendship.

But Iím still here.

And Iíll rest here.......for the people I love.

death? well,........ I let it be as it is. Now it still isnít time to go away with it. Maybe in a few years. Maybe soon.

You canít decide when you have to leave. Death comes and take you away. Actuelly, he take your soul.

Sometimes death send an animal to take you.

People once believed that when someone dies a crow carries that soul to the land of the dead.
But sometimes something so bad happens that terrible sadness is carried with it. And the soul can't rest.
And sometimes the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
(Film: THE CROW)

If the people we love are taken from us,
the way they live on is
to never stop loving them.
Buildings burn, people die,
but real love is forever.
(Film: THE CROW)