Death

Sunlight is compulsory for a human as i, but yet, i apprehensively build a wall, and i am locked away.

I wait for the macabre say, but my fate, only finds stillness, the sound of nothing, phantasmogically changing from the discordant sound of nothing, to the conspicious stillness.

The lonelinedd of loath, swallows me slowly.

My thoughts, are no more, then a blank canvas, waiting to be stroked.

So small, so fragile, so small, so weak, to fall into the inscrutable path to hell.

Slowly, burning, slowly, falling, beeing pulled in.

I lay, eyes closed, mystified of all feelings, but cold.

I am traped, i am traped, in my fate, in my hold.

I am like the leaves on a tree, bound to the branches, and wants to beak free.

But i am at the mercy og my raker.

Death.

Death, like a whisper on the breeze, that happends to fall apon me.

Shivers run down my spine, winter takes hold of my body.

So small, so fragile, so small, so weak, to fall into the inscrutable path to hell.

I lay, eyes closed, seeing only my future, darkness.

The sckull, now by my side, weeping , to take my soul. 

My dieing soul.

Weeping, she, my forgotten memorey, she, my now dieing destiny.

Weeping, she, my reason to once live.

Weeping, as the breath of life, leaves me slowly.

My heart, strugles to fight.

Boom, she cries, boom she whimpers, until emptyness.

So small, so fragile, so small, so weak, to fall into the inscrutable path to hell.

No more pain, for my trars, have dried, to stone.