Death Is But A... Poem by trina johnson

Who said Death has to hurt?
Its all about your state of mind.
If you choose, it can be nothing
But only if you cross that line.

Death is but a fantasy.
For only us to dream
Shutting down the body,
Spiltting every seam.

Death is but a romance
Between the experience
And the method.
With the darkness so dense.

Death is but a comfortable thing.
No worries or stress.
And the darkness will
Take care of the rest.

Death is a painless time.
If you let yourself go.
Blend into Death
And you will love it so.

Who said Death has to hurt?
Its all about your state of mind.
IF you choose it can be nothing.
But only if you cross that line.