And Death would be a sweet escape,
embracing life’s most evil fate,
its brittle bones, its empty heart,
a vacation from a most feeble art.
Oh how I’ve waited for this chance
to dance with the devil as we
to look into eyes so seedy and vile,
to touch that which destroys with guile.
How I’ve longed for this embrace
from world a fire from souls encased.
Death would take me, I require
an escape so sweet slumber
A life in abyss, a pit to sleep.
And Death would be so kind to me,
an old friend, a lover, a song birds tweet.
Oh Death would end this futile endeavor
my struggle, my tragic, my will forever.
(February me 2012)