There's a place, somewhere out there,
Where freedom lives and there's no pain,
Suffering or sorrow, but pure bliss.
A feeling that, now, no matter what,
You are safe and that it will be ok.
To get there, you have to want it.
To know that it's the only way out.
You may get there eventually,
But you need it now.
You want it now.
You want and need to feel safe, happy,
And most importantly free.
Free from the fear of loneliness,
And constant feeling of regret.
So you do it.
You go for what you want and take the plunge.
You go to a better place.
A place with no fear,
Just happiness.
But, like everything else, there is a cost
To get to that place, and leave behind the sorrows,
To be truly happy,
You have to leave everything you are,
Everything you know behind.
And you can't come back.
To move on and be happy,
You won't be here anymore.
You can find that peace and joy,
In your afterlife.
You can be truly happy,
When you're gone.
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