dear death. we're not friends anymore. but neither enemy's.
i found peace, with all the problems we had.
you were a very close friend, it felt like you were the only one that understood me.
turned out you were the only one that wanted you with me.
dear death.
i'm not afraid of you.
whatever will happen, i don't need you.
thank you, you made the person i am today and i'm happy with me.
even tho i'm tired, fragile, almost broken.
but it's going to take a while before i shake your hand.
you took people away from me, people i loved, i cared about.
but i'll forgive you, for taking them away and leave pain behind.
i found peace with that too.
i understand it.
that's probably the only thing i understand, and if i really need to be honest i'm still confused.
you're something that will always be a mystery.
i used to say that i love mysteries but you're something different.
i ask you to stay away from me and the people i love.
i like life how it is now, even if i'm not hundred percent okay.
i'll find a way to survive, thanks for opening my eyes
dit is iets van mij dat ik een tijdje terug schreef, kan zijn dat er fouten in staan want mijn engels is pretty fucked. in het nederlands zou het ook slecht zijn tho ik durf het niet eens te herlezen yuu stuur me btw i need friends
