Devoured by worries,
drunk on thoughts,
she stumbled in the dark,
and violently greeted the dirt.
Night past by,
pitied the sight,
and extended his hand out.

She hastily refused,
for she thought she knew better,
for she was the light.
That guided “them” to safety.

She attempted to take a breathe,
but with each one she took hostage,
the pain in her chest did not cease.
it instead increased.

She exhaled.

Death accompanied with Emptiness walked by,
“Won’t you ease your grasp on life?” Death whispered,
Those words, laced with sin, were as comforting as a blanket.

Another life she desired,
one more chance she craved,
But was too tired to be swayed.

And so she welcomed them both,
into her broken home,
and the gladly accepted.
As thanks,
Death kissed her heart goodnight
and freedom, she no longer rejected.