Darkknight,

This is a great little dark piece of poetry with some smooth rhyming throughout.
I always find the idea of death odd: where everything completely ceases (perhaps) for the victim, time and space continue for those who are left. And what is time, anyway?
Sorry for my musings - your poem got me thinking.

Take care,

Ben

I really liked this a lot. I too have often ponder that last moment and what it will be like. I really like how you put this all together, it's compact but speaks volumes, well done-