This Is Death

Falling through the open aired bottomless hole My shadow is a ghost My mind traveling back to The first time I fell Suffocating in the gravitational Pull of the inescapable force Pushing me down Blind by the moonless night I stop. As if there appears to be A shield preventing my fall to nothingness Floating in the darkness Wishing I could take back The love that I lost Sightless, I am distracted by a flicker of light I see hope, appearing to be a sight of a new life But in truth, This is death.