Eyes close for the last time
Breath leaving the empty shell,
Last taste of bitter mortal wine,
Final moment of insane hell.

The wind is gentle, a warm caressing hand,
The grass below is a cool, dewy bed.
Surrounded by this sweet-smelling land,
Fresh and growing, the plants it's fed.

Grieving family, weeping friends,
All gathered to mourn a husk
Just as it's like at all of life's ends,
But never for the coming dusk.

Eternally bright like summer noon,
With pounding waves upon the sand.
The spray comes high up with the moon,
The sun's rays a surrounding band.

A corpse they lay inside a box,
And disturb the earth to cover it.
Don't they realize the dirt and rocks
Keep in nothing wanted by the spirit?

Brilliant snow reflecting the light,
Contrasting with the yellow cups
Of flowers blooming deep into the night
And on which a bumblebee sups.

Listen now to the preacher's jabbing thrusts,
Not letting us go, but keeping us here.
He speaks to each one, he whom they trust,
But with all his words the souls he'll sear.

Look up at the web of light scattered in the sky,
And feel the energy as my spirit runs
Away from the sorrow, away from the lie
That is now behind by a million suns.

Don't hold me back; don't hold me in pain,
Let me out into the cleansing rain.

My final moment of insane hell,
Eyes closing for the last time,
Breath leaving the empty shell,
Last taste of bitter mortal wine.

The wind is a warm, caressing hand,
The grass below a cool, dewy bed.
Surrounded by this sweet-smelling land,
Fresh and growing, the plants it has fed.

Grieving family, weeping friends,
Mourning a life and memories, a husk.
This is the way of all life's ends,
But never there at the coming dusk.

Eternally bright like summer noon,
As waves pound on the sand.
The spray leaps up to touch the moon,
The sun's rays a surrounding band.

A corpse they lay inside a box,
And disturb the earth to cover it.
The dirt and rocks keep in
Nothing wanted by the spirit.

Brilliant snow reflecting the light,
Contrasting with the yellow cups
Of flowers blooming deep into the night
And on which a bumblebee sups.

The web of light stretched over the sky,
Electrifying me as my spirit runs
Away from the sorrow, away from the lie
Now going out into the cleansing rains.

Don't hold me back; don't hold me in pain,
That is now behind by a million suns.

Flesh resting on unyielding marble, Screams fill the chill night with terror.

The blood of the sacrifice drips, Running in rivulets to warm cold stone.

Its blood stains the pure whiteness And fills the air with the coppery scent.

The knife that fell in a smooth curving arc Clatters to the ground underfoot, tarnished.

I stare at the victim of this brutality, And the innocence stained in dried blood.

And here I walk a tight thin line
No thicker than a thread
Just have to take a small wrong step
And then I'll end up dead.

I'm looking for a blinking sign
To tell me it's the end.
No hope, no joy, no hope for life,
Just the line I walk here.

On both sides is the black of night,
Nothing to hold onto,
Balanced on the edge of a knife,
Sharp as a viper's fang.

It's red with blood from those before
Who faltered in their steps,
And if I follow their missteps,
I'll simply end up dead.

And here I walk a tight thin line
No thicker than a thread.
It's red with blood from those before
And then I'll end up dead.

My world crashing down around me,
Blocks of stone falling on top,
And now I move to the edge I see,
Knowing rushing water as my last stop.

I took a breath, my last in life,
And let go of my world so dear,
Go off this bridge in a jackknife,
Waiting for silence in water clear.

But you were there, as always,
Catching me about the waist.
You dragged me up, your face ablaze,
Demanding why this life I’d waste.

When you caught me, the pain was bad,
Breath caught, ribs crushed, shaken top to base.
None of it mattered, with you so mad;
Nothing scares me more than that face.

I fought you then, and I still do,
But you held onto me tightly.
Now once again, I fight, for you,
As you struggle to reach that last light.

I’ll never let go, just as stubborn as you;
I’ll keep you from those waters blue.