Floating, falling,
I crash and burn
Through your eyes
I die.
I had hoped to live,
But it was not meant to be.
Slipping, sliding,
I try to grasp,
To hold on,
To climb back
Out of the darkness
That is closing in.
So much, so much,
Still I struggle
But no more can I take.
I am going now,
Through your eyes I see me
Lying, gasping,
Fighting back, not succeeding.
As it grabs me,
The ice-cold grip of
Death.