Can I be happy
Yet alone free
Can or shall I
But an end to my life
Or bring forth
The better half of me
Black as tar
Sticky and wet
Death’s hand pulls me under
As I take my last breath
Consumed or was I doomed
By my own destruction
Embraced by a force
Left alone in a trance
Say my misfortunes
As I was led astray
Coming to the realization
That I shall never again
See the light of day
Is this a victory
Or my defeat
Looking around in darkness
At the mercy of death’s feet
What awaits me
Is something unknown
Or is it an untruth
Waiting to be shown
Telling lies to my vision
Gazed upon its shadow
Followed by a
Gray mist
Understanding
Life without death
Nothing would exist