I've seen death so close,

I could almost feel the pills

As her throat closed around them.

You belive in a numb peace.

But looking at her purple, stiff face,

You realize it's not here.

It's not in unconsciousness.

It's not in an eternal sleep.

it's not in losing your soul.

Yet, there is still that promise

Of leaving this pain and sorrow

That is so appealing, and so truthful...