death's embrace
the kindest way i've ever imagined death
i hope that death feels like
slipping into the next room;
that i will wake up hearing the voices of
those who came before me, and those who
have yet to cross.
i hope that it feels like i am wrapped in my favorite
yellow comforter, warmth enveloping my body and the
scent of lavender fabric softener finding home in my
nostrils once again.
i hope that when my eyes open in the
afterlife they are met with warm
sunshine and the faces of
my grandparents, still as worn and welcoming
as i can recall.
i hope that i will be able to savor
the joyful taste
of a drink shared with
friends long gone.
i hope that death is gentle.
About the Creator
Portgas D. Sara (they/them)
nonbinary human who sometimes writes (and is always trying to be more consistent about writing). most likely lots of attempts at poetry, and even more ramblings about anime/nerdy things.
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