Dragging me down into ebony darkness
Where I shall remain in utter isolation
For the remainder of this Eternity.
My heart shatters as I feel her icy grip;
I choke upon the sweet smell of ages.
My eyes scream, gazing into Infinity,
And I hear naught but snowfall.
But then I fear not for myself.
Rather, I pity she who takes us,
She who lives forever killing
And yet has nothing for herself.
She has lived for always and longer,
Seeing many and loving all she steals,
Remembering those long since dead,
Burned alive and buried for ages.
So I give my dearest reaper my hand,
Chilled though I am by her touch.
As I fade out into the ashes of death,
I smile and know that I will be missed.