My Demise

 

I’ve often thought and wondered

about my demise.

Will it be gentle

and take me in the night?

Will I find what I’ve been looking for

as I search through the light?

 

So many thoughts and issues.

I see them sitting there.

Sad little faces and

some hands, filled

with tissues.

 

I wonder how they’ll see me

with sadness or joy;

a player in the madness

or a child in the void.

 

I guess the answer

lies, in my untimely

demise.