Peace

I died

The other day.

 I went to sleep,

  and never got up.

  I felt completely at peace.

  I soared through the stars,

 and dreamed wonderful dreams.

 Then I came back to life again.

 The day was bright again and I

 Was still at peace. I drew.

   I drew a picture of someone

   I don't recall meeting this life.

   I told a dear friend that I had

    Changed, and she just nodded.

    She understands so much.

   I told a funny joke, and we

   Shared a laugh. We played

A game we hadn't played

  For a long time. I told her

  I had always been scared.

  Friendships never last.

 She agreed. Silence.

 "Even if they don't

 last, the memories

 do." She nodded.

 I died the other

  day, so now I'll

  live again.

Author's Note

This took all of five minutes to write. Did this happen? Is it made up? I shan't say. But know this: Death isn't always about the end of life. Sometimes it's rebirth.

Reviews

[LeaderoftheBrokenHearts]

I really liked this poem! I feel like i can relate and it seems like it has a secret meaning. Oh, by the way Im GodsAngel* :)

[Sami Khalil]

Nothing like love and peace within and without. A wonderful poem...:).............