An angler fish, in her final days
Soon to be sent to paradise
Up above, far from her home
Down in the deep grim seas
Oh, all the things she had planned
But now she had no time
So she did what she wanted the most
She rose up from the depths
Watching as the water blued
And the rays penetrated the waves
She would finally see light
Light that wasn't her own
And as she crawled up on the sand
She sat, watching the eclipsing beams
Pierce the clouds
And so, her light faded
She rose up, welcomed to her new home
Where she could live in the light, forever.