Ode to Death

Every day the siren call of death whispers my name seductively. It promises relief from the darkness that pulls me in, helpless I am to the infinite power that enfolds me.

Death, I beg your wings enfold me,

And claim my body and soul.

I covet your power

Release me from this world.

I offer myself to thee, take me

This life is not for me any more.

I beg you take me by any means you desire.

I am yours for the taking.

I am free from the bonds of this earthly life,

I am free to be your victim,

So take me where I belong.

I am alone and lost between earth and heaven.

I don’t need life any more.

I have learned all there is to learn,

I have learned about unbearable pain and agony.

I have known the disappointment of loss,

I had my time to live, and now I beg my time to die.

I will wait for you on a high mountain,

I will close my eyes and spread my arms.

I will stand vulnerable and poised for flight.

You can come in a bolt of lightning

And take me away from this endless battle I have no strength to

Fight any longer.

The big black dog haunts me relentlessly,

It threatens to tear me apart and swallow me.

All I want to do is give in,

Give over to its power.

I’m exhausted struggling to overcome

The insistent might of depression.

I long to give up and fall right over the cliff,

Where my soul will find wings and fly away….