My youth is gone, I'm aging fast, almost o'er the hill.
Not quite ready to meet the Reaper, but still I must confess
So come, last breath, and I will say yes.
Close my last window and watch me undress.
All veils are drawn back now, but I do digress.
The final light calls me to my final rest.
Acrid air comes as smoke and fills the room.
I gasp as my wish makes death requisite.
I feel uncomfortable as I am tugged from the womb.
I can no longer hold the rope with enfeebled hands.
Death is swift,
Death is harsh
It takes my breath
Shuts out the light
Too late I struggle
As surely I drift towards
suddenly I can see
a misty cloud before me
confused I try to flee
feet that dont belong to me
and then just as suddenly
awake is the best way to be
and a remembrance
Death is yet a future
which has no existence
Time torments the questions within,
Who am I, how did I begin,
Was my creation the result of an act,
Is my existence proven as fact
Where in creation did breath begin me
Breaking the silence, turning the tide?
......then with my last wakin' breath
peace washed oer me like the breakin' tide
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