Death

Blackness surrounds me.
Cold arms reach for my still warm body.
White hooded eyes stare into my soul.
Whispers of things unseen, unheard sounds, beckon to me.
Forbidden desires rush throughout my being.
Longings that were never there before.
I feel free, from everything.
There is no more pain, suffering, love, happiness, anger.
There is just freedom.
If this is death, I welcome it.