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INTERNALIZING DEATH

Who really and truly knows, what death really is as you face it alone sometimes with you livng within the sounds of your own voice as time, passes by like days of the months yet the sounds of fear screams of the agony and pain, that shall may or not follow you into the abyss of the darkness that awaits for each and everyone of us.                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                       For we are told from those who stepped, within the light and came back to talk about it that its peaceful and calm with an beautiful bright light that shines across the heavenly skies, like shots of lightening shooting across the skies turning them into an stairway to heaven. But yet as I sit here within this early, morning of dawn my own life self reflection of thoughts creeps into the mere subconsciousness of my mind. As I hear those words like echos in an hollow chamber deep within my mind ''PROSTATE CANCER'' that has become aggressive. It was like my whole world got turned upside down as the thoughts of my subconsciousness, came crashing down like a slab of granite rock drop from the skies with all kind of thoughts running in and out of my mind. For as death with darkness, with no light creeps within the darkness of my thoughts, as my own self reflection with no regrets about the life I had and live with the love I had and the love I lost I am thankful and greatful for it all. For it is those things that created me into being becoming the MAN WHO AND WHAT I have become over the years of my life. For I forgive those who wrong me as I forgive thyself for wronging others not so much for them but for thyself, as I internalize death from the outside looking into my own silent journey into the UNKNOWN REALM OF POSSIBLE  DEATH. For i have been shot and slab even done some prison hard times, was even unable to walk due to an spinal infusion for three years of my life even to having an heart attack recieving a stent implant in my RCA, even been to war for this country and came back home some what alive with PTSD for my mind but yet I still stand as I walk journey and travel to live to maybe see another day of the SUNSHINE as I have no regrets about my life.
Written by Stoney223 (WOLF BAY33)
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Author's Note
NO PITY PARTY FOR ME JUST A PERSONAL MESSAGE TO THE MENS GET CHECK OUT BEFORE YOU HAVE TO INTERNALIZE DEATH, THEY SAY DEATH HAS ONE NAME AND IT IS THE GRIM REAPER, WHO IS A MERE SHADOW WITH AN UNSEEN FACE WITHIN THE DARKNESS OF NIGHT, BUT YET THERE IS ANOTHER FACE THAT GOES UNSEEN BUT HE HAS MANY NAMES IN WHICH HE IS CALLED YET HE HAS A DIFFERENT KIND OF BELIEF ABOUT LIFE AND LOVE, SO EVEN AS LIFE COMES WITH ADVERSITIES THAT COMES AND GOES THERE ARE TWO DOORS THAT WE EACH MUST WALK THROUGH, WHEN THE TIME COMES TO SAY GOOD BYE OR TO SAY HELLO AGAIN...AMAS SHAMEL
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