To be no more
To feel nothing
To see nothing
Pure silence
To submerged in nothingness
No heartbeat
No cravings or desires
Emotions blank,
The stench of the past gone
No aching present
No dreams to dream for future gains,
I call myself bliss a gift to mankind
I am the womb that opens up in pain
To give you a place to find eternal rest,
But to those that fear peace, they call me Death.

~Micheline Jean Louis