Meadows, clouds and rebirth

Doesn’t seem to be much reason
My life will never be anything more than what it is
All the struggles
All the memories
All the fears
Are mine to carry forever
No amount of talking
No amount of work
Will free me from the shadows of the past

Death stands before my unopened door
Her embrace will end this suffering
Perhaps the next time I will know how to cope
Perhaps the next time I will understand how to overcome
Perhaps the next time I will have strength
Perhaps I am destined to repeat the sins that surround me

A meadow with blue skies
Green grass so thick it’s like a pillow top bed
A big ole tree with branches offering protection from all the worries
I lay in my picture perfect scene
I remember them all
The people I meant to love so unselfishly and completely
Failure at it all

My eyelids are heavy
My racing mind slows
My breathing becomes slow
I feel the beating of my heart
With each beat I feel myself slipping away
I struggle to open my eyes
The blue clouds before me spreading so far
White clouds float gently by
I feel my body slip away
My spirit rises above the scene

Rebirth
Another chance
Peaceful moments