It crept in discreetly,
Like a secret lover silently admiring
His mistress engaged in her chores.
The wait had been long…
Too long to hold on to my sanity.
When I knew of the peace and comfort
Only death could give,
How could I have faked contentment
With the many woes that life gave?
From the ashes of emptiness and hopelessness
Rose desire to die, like a determined phoenix.
Tonight, the wait has ended
And so has the need for sanity.
In Death’s embrace, I shall rest,
The sanctuary of love and peace and bliss.
After all I have been for so long
Death’s loyal mistress…