Such a thing is Death;
Countless ways to die,
To bid adieu to this twisted Life
And never see the colors of the world.
Which is better?
Go unseen or unheard?
Go unknown or un-missed?
Go in the dark or in the light?
Which is preferred?
Which is dreaded?
Which one is wished for?
Which one is hated?
Work your way,
Plan your days,
Set yourself,
Prepare yourself.
When you're ready
When you're not.
When you're least expecting it...
It will come.
Do not fret,
Do not fear,
Do not try to run away,
Nor evade.
There's no point.
It's not hide and seek
It's not a game to play.
It's nothing to be afraid.
When it comes...
When it closes in...
When it finally decides to strike;
When the credits roll to end.
Live now.
Live on.
Live another day...
Till it comes to the end.
