Welcoming Death

My bleeding insides escape through the deep incision of my life.
Dripping down the eternal minutes into the night.
Ceasing my breath, darkening the lights, steadily growing weary as my blood levels decrease.
Waiting for death to come and welcome me.

The coldness overtaking my sad lonely life.
Shivering all through the night.
The minutes are no longer eternal to me and Death is growing more and more welcoming.

He embraces me into a hug like greeting a long lost friend.
Stopping all breathing and static going in and out of my head.
He then takes my hand and leads the way to mine and his homeland.

Light destroying all darkness around me.
Then seeing my Farther grinning so broadly before me.
Welcoming Death, welcoming this comforting feeling of no more pain, no more suffering, all sorrowful things leave me...