Dead

The emptiness approaches

winding down the path

knows the direction

it has been here before

I can feel it lay down to slumber

This time it will stay a while

Not even a straw of hope is spared

for me to cling to

I have searched

through endless nights

with the bare moon

as my guiding light

to find someone

of my own kind

Am I doomed to walk my path in solitude

My blood freezes

red turns to black

this is dead

this is me

In earth

I find quietness

which I so long hath seeked