Passing Reference

I close my eyes and think of you,
And your silhouette appears
Among the darkened shadows,
So black and yet so clear.
And I know that it is you
Who stands before me there,
Your coldness engulfs me
And fills my eyes with tears.

I lay still in the silence,
Within the darkness of my room,
Frozen in your presence,
Unable to move,
I wait to feel your touch,
It's so cold against my skin,
It slows down my heartbeat,
Sending shivers up my spine.

I feel you lie beside me
As your icy cold clutches me,
Reaching out to grab my heart,
To squeeze and stop the beat,
And I feel myself falling,
Into the void of nothingness that is you,
The entity of Death,
The presence of my doom.

Drape your black shroud around me,
Veil me in your saddest tears,
Dowse my candle for the final time
With a breath of your coldest air,
Embrace me in your skeletal form,
Cut short the fear I feel,
Allow my last sands to fall with grace,
For I have welcomed your arrival.

I offer my soul up to you,
Take it for what it's worth.
It is empty off all allusion
To happiness of any sort.
End my life of misery,
Show me the way to your grave.
My passing reference will go unnoticed,
Being born was a mistake.