~~Whisperings of Death~~

I grow weary of this petty existance.
I star resenting the living.
And wish I could walk along the plains of death.
I see him there in the distance,
I see Death Waiting, waiting for me.
Luring me in with promises of suffering relieved.
No more pain, no more sorrow he whispers.
Slowly I begin the journey along Death's path.
Lusting after the sweet release only he can deliver.
Into his arms and to the gates I flee.
Only to stop at someone's heart felt plea
I turn back to look at from whom it came...
She runs to me, pleading for me not to go.
I stand rooted in place in front of Death's gate
One more step and I can be free and without pain.
I can't move because of her, because I love her
But thats why I must depart
I try to voice to her why but the words wont come out.
She begs me to stay and I move back
But Death whispers of sweet things I recieve only with him.
My compulsion towards Death begins to sway.
Seeing the hurt in her eyes make me start wanting to live,
Just so she would hurt no more.
She begs me to stay, states that she loves me.
I want to but know I can't, it would destroy me further.
Turning my back on the love of my life, I begin again.
In front of Death's gates I stop and turn once more
Only to whisper four short words to her
"I'm sorry, my love..."
I turn again and stirde through Death's gates
To be unbound from the chains which tied me to life...