Close your eyes, shut tight
Feel the knife slide, ice cold sliver
Feel peace, not just death


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Stepping on to the
Sand squeezing through my bare toes
The sea sings of peace


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At the end of life
When all breaths have been taken 
Only peace remains

Peace can mean many things to many people. A quiet room. A noisy room. Death. You can feel calm in the most unlikely of places, and not at all the same ones your friends or family would think of.

Each of us is entirely different to our siblings or neighbours or friends. Physically, emotionally and morally, we are individuals. That's a GOOD thing. We should not blindly follow others. We should embrace our quirks. We should believe in our imperfections, as they are what make us us.

So believe in you. And, whatever bring you peace, I hope you find it.