and i have no clue what happens after that.

with no middle to glow,
with no body to leave a body behind...

would you rock me, rock me to sleep
all the people i've hurt
all the things that i've said
strike their lightning deep

oh, won't you rock me, rock me to sleep?

and in self-pity i curl
but no secrets can keep
still the raw force of life
sounds its thunder deep
er

i am the lightning-keeper.

& my shadow
is

called

reaper.