Death

Staring out the window as the leaves blow in the wind. Caged in silence with nothing but a grin. Solace becomes your only friend with only misfortune you can comprehend. You live in your shell where dread is your companion. To be alone and troubled is your final consolation. Harping on death that surrounds your very essence . Darkness and doom circles your presence. The final hour the final minute comes to an end as heaven and earth open to allow u in.