The lamps reflection in the window glass,
caughts my attention, again and again.
It reminds me of that dream I had;
about a white room, with no doors,
no windows, no air.
It felt like I were under water,
white - blue - white - blue,
an eternal circle, of life.
The only pure thing in life;
White light.
I think it reminds me,
of the white light at the end of the tunnel,
also called 'death'.
And I guess thats what I,
- and so much more people -
is longing for.
Someone have the courage to seek it,
and some don't.
The ones who don't, lives a dark life.
'Till the day, the nature releases them,
from the pain. |
