Lower me into the depths of hell,
that is all I wish to feel.
Bury me in the deepest dark
and to my soul appeal.
Paint me in the summery sunshine
with colors brilliant and real.
Taint my skies with the brightest blue
and seal it, for the paint will peel
A friend: What if I died tomorrow, will I go to heaven?
Me: Look up!! Just see how the sky is turning blue losing its drabness and monotony.
A friend: what does this even mean?
Me: It means you’re not dead so stop acting like one! Just like the sky, you are a beauty and a bringer of happiness and smiles. You were placed here to live not to just exist. So don’t be afraid to take the extra mile and stop assuming for the worst.