The Life of Death
She is quiet
A shy creature hidden in the waves of euphoria
Enchanting
Like a pearl shining from beneath the ocean's waves
She draws you near, the essence of her soul reaching out
She takes your hand and promises to relieve your pain
She will take you far, far away
In due time
You will forget your past
Your dreams will consist of her back
Trying desperately to catch up to her as she runs ahead
She glistens in the moonlight, hair as shining silver streams
You dream of her eyes
Eyes that you wish to see
You look at your wrist, at the scars that brought you to her
And decide one more may bring her closer
You free your soul, and finally
Finally, she is yours
She will guide you to your destination
With an expression that will haunt you
Her eyes will pour for her loss
You had gone too soon
She has taken you too early
She says goodbye to the one she loves
Once more, she has failed
But that is the life of death
She will forever be captivated the meaning of life
Without truly ever knowing it herself
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