eternity

death comes in strange ways
yet it approaches me slowly
cautiously carefully
Pity the girl
who fears death
afraid to die
Pity the girl
who cuts her own flesh
with her own bloody knife
Do not pity me
I beckon death
to save me from this fulfilled life
On the brinks of forever
a stranger
waits for you
A stranger
waits for me
This shall be my destiny
Those that curse are too often damned
as I beg death to hold my hand
He strides slowly
across the room to me,
wondering if I am ready
as I nod willingly
Holy upon Holy with Grace unto me
an amateur among spirits
yet
this is my eternity