The end of something,
could very well be the beginning
of something better. And as I close over
a chapter in my life, I'm still open to what comes next.

Oh how so; a purest death wish is only in the form
                                                  of dying in your sleep.

To live your piece of life, and to leave in peace,
                 but to leave those you love, in pieces.

And as I blend the time into those final kisses,
 I've come to find the bitter taste of death,
 dark, black; -as like a piece of black liquorice.

Though I'd like to hope I had a few good licks
until the end, the end isn't a place, nor another story.

The end of it all really comes to nothing,
And so will another lifetime begin.
For from the very nothingness,
began the beginning of it all.