Life

What if the dreams are true.
What if I really did die and become someone I never knew I could be. Capable of having compassion for strangers and loving anyone. And where once I dreamed of dying, I now dream of healing.
I have a "hero" complex, but the things I do can still hurt people. I must be reborn again. What if the dreams of a beautiful death were true. What if she really did try to persuade me, she kissed my soul but could not have it.
I want to see heaven, but know I must face pain to reach it.
Life is built on a base of contradictions. I must know sadness and fear in order to feel ecstasy and courage.
Fear is my courage.
Euphoria  leads to sadness.
Sometimes it's difficult, but atleast I know I'm alive.