(Written February 19, 2012, 3:02 am.)
Some death awaits in an unpenetrated darkness,
Some life in an unexplored black.
A few heartbeats lie patiently in wait,
A few breaths begin to unwittingly slack.
Energy and sound combine in an inescapable life;
Stillness and silence in a welcome end.
You begin to recede from all that is love,
You begin to enter all this is friend.
The crossroads speak volumes more than the music,
The subtle turns shriek in agony.
You are no longer the you I knew,
I am no longer me.