Death is a Stalker
Life has changed quite a bit
As I hop
From dream to dream
Reality the sleep
I catch in between
I’ve already lived through a thousand forevers
Each time different, each time the same
Each time maybe just slightly better
Sometimes it feels like I’ll never
Wake up
Never
Get up
After hitting the bottom in this
Unending
Unsettling plunge
I take falling, failing
Struggling to wake
Sometimes it’s hard
To determine the difference between what is real
And what is fake
Was this luck or is it fate,
Which has brought me here
The end is near
Or so I fear
It’s always there
In the shadows
And knows what I know
Goes where I go
My death has become my stalker
The tick toc
Of heartless wonder and I
Often wonder
When it will happen
That I will run out of lily pads as I leap
Out of my body
Binding with the earth
Skeleton becoming see through
And will I have learned all that I need to
Or will I yearn for one more moment to breathe through?