Sweet release from a twisted reality
I fear you not, though others tremble before you
To them you are a horrid and terrifying fate
But to me you are a source of beauty and inspiration
Though the masses spend their lives fleeing you
I walk towards you with open arms
You are the final equalizer
The only surety in a life of chaos
You disregard race, creed, religion, and gender
In the end we shall all walk beside you
It is only a question of when
How soon shall we traverse the sunless lands?
There are those that pity the dead
Hate them and fear them
Despise them as reminders of their own mortality
Yet I say the dead are to be envied
For no longer must they endure
The pain and torments of the living
They are the fortunate ones
Lying in slumber eternal
Amidst the turmoil of the mortal realm
