The ongoing path, the waiting, the walking.
Through life, through all the events that may come to pass
All a culmination,
All lead to a single point,
All will lead to a dying breath, an escape from life.
In the moment, nothing will matter, only the end.
Only the death,
Only the finality,
The singularity with which we all come to,
We all arrive at.
I accept you with open arms my friend,
The cold embrace,
The death to go,
The walk into the darkness.
I recognise this place,
I’ve been here before,
And you welcome me, once again.