For Thanatos
Death has always been a constant thought which brought fear to my heart. It wavered my faith in what I thought was righteous, but it still felt off. Your voice softly saying “Death has a deeper meaning, let me show you.” Young and blind, I followed everyone else’s words and ignored yours. “Death is nothing what Christianity taught you.” “Be reborn, rid yourself of doubt, of fear. Let Death show you the courage you’re missing.” “Let me, God of peaceful Deaths guide you to your true self.” Yet, I still evaded your calls. You continued with signs with: Moths appeared as tiny Phoenixes when I was surrounded by negativity. Poppy flowers bloomed in the midst of random bushes. All telling me that I was never alone. You, Thanatos, is always by my side.
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