You see the spirit,

You learn on your Deathbed.

What’s to say, what’s in your head isn’t real.

Feel. Truth.

The truth of what and who you are.


This loneliness.

These empty feelings.

Your spirit is your saviour,

It was and always will be.

The heavy weight of a situation.

To be,

Or maybe not.

Happiness is love?

Peace and stability.

A warm breeze gently flows across my body.

There shall be no enlightenment,

Only the realism, of the pain of life.

You must harden your soul.

Accepting death, is the first step,

To understanding love.

Take comfort in your Armour.

Be thankful for life, the power of now.




Author: dreadibek

I am a vegan dread head who travels Scotland and writes poetry. I am an animal lover and activist. I love baking vegan cakes and biscuits and walking with my dogs, oh and I really love Tattoos. xxxx Feel free to follow me on Instagram. dreadibek_thetattooedpoet06

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