No one tells you that the hard part about dying is surviving
                    

                     Coming to terms with your end
                           but its only the beginning of a new end
                                                                                      

                                                                                          I mourned for life

One minute, I was flying free through the air.

The next, I came crashing down into cold, unforgiving concrete.

As I lay dying, I tried to move my now useless appendages, but all that came out was a pathetic twitching. Panic and pain was my world. In the distance, the mountains I watched began to turn, turn in the snow.

I could feel my heart race as this thing, this titan turned around and stared down at me through its immensely black hood. I could feel its gaze meet mine somehow, through that emptiness, as it leaned in towards me.

Suddenly, the prospect of dying didn't seem so bad.

A familiar sense of longing and comfortability began to wash over me as my mind faded to nothing...

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As I watched the bird die, its little wings flapping, I felt tears stream down my face.

"Oh no, oh just sleep little one, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

What was I apologizing for? I didn't do this.

And it occurred to me how much I must have looked like death to this little creature, with my large hood blackening my face and my large, slender-fingered hand coming towards it, ready to embrace it and pull it towards its ultimate end, and I thought about how it may have seen the countless stars reflected in that great endless pool, somewhat like eyes...

No more sinking in your eyes
no whispers in my ears,
perhaps it should've
stayed with me
in all my years,
it's the next best thing,
in this world of lies.
In each waking moment,
in every drop of daylight
fading you are,
stains on a wet cloth,
burning you are,
I embrace, I hold fast
embracing the dying light,
saving it with all my life,
a yearning moth.

would you like to dance, my dear?
let us waltz above the fiery pits of hell,
oh my, it would so be very tragic if you fell.. !
I'm only teasing, what have you to fear?

you must wonder who I am
I'm the one with a heart caged behind feathers
a holy being made from perfection and pressure
time is surely ticking until I let go of your hand

you wished for me to come, did you not?
I do as you ask and dangle you above death
yet here you are, clinging to me with all your strength
do not worry, your body will have use when I leave it to rot

And you never saw me dancing in the dark
You will never believe me, whats inside the dark
Cause you never stood inside the black
inside the dark, giant gap
My love died, an ancient tale for you
Cause you never felt something that cruel
A long way to home I have to walk
Please, don‘t!, stay!, I just want to talk…
Why can‘t we stay, why do we have to go
I wanna stay, I hate this blackened road
Oh, i‘m wishing me back, to my home
if I could only see you, I‘m so lonesome
My memories are a fading world
Oh, I remember how I learned to hurt
So much pain I felt
So many weapons I held
Now it‘s forgotten, it all
My memories, of my own fall
I fell into darkness
I‘ve been cursed with blindness
Please, let me hear your voice, just one word
I promise you, I didn‘t want to hurt!!!
My reality is a world of mirrors
Hit by an poisoned arrow
I‘m standing in the death‘s halls
And I‘ve forgotten the world‘s fall.

in the month of may
spring has come forth
with promises of new beginnings
but death still knocks at my door
waiting for the end of day

he comes with innocent eyes
pleading for some company
there are times i almost fall for his charms
as he hides his trap with sweet honey
but i dare not fall for his lies

though i see him as a threat
i still lend out my hand
and smile cheerfully in the face of death
as if he were an old friend
though i won't let him take me just yet