What It Means To Die Happy

When the nights are hollowed–:
bluebrisk from the outside in. . .
I feel that I am close to death.
Because even in a place
like autumn’s bosom,
where the beauty of summer’s breath
slowly dies and turns to blackbrown ash,
I am full to the brim with love.
When the world around me dies,
I am so alive,
and so ready to give myself away
and rest in peace.


About laurenfedorko

Aspiring writer. English teacher. Philosophy: know more about the world than you did yesterday and lessen the suffering of others.
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One Response to What It Means To Die Happy

  1. michaelduke says:

    Good shit Laur, the opening lines are killer. The closing “and rest in peace” is a little strong for me but it works. Beyond criticism, I just enjoy this one it’s a good feeling. I’ve shared some stuff with you on google drive, because I am working with Dilo on his stuff there too. It’s a pretty useful editing platform. If you have the chance take a look, and tell me what I can change! Also, share some stuff with me if you don’t mind. Cheers. Also, I like the blog format now, it looks great.

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