The Last Dance

Is Death’s kiss gentle?

Will it be like a lover’s,

Passionate, with greed subtle?

Will it be a triangle?

The one between lovers,

Death, Life and Me in the middle.

Will Life fight for me?

Like I have fought for her.

Or will she let go of me?

Even though I have done all to adorn her.

Will She cower at Death’s greed?

Making me a sacrifice to appease. 

I have escaped from Death’s embrace,

Hoping, Life forgot Me.

For I had also lost her Grace

But alas, She Remembered me.

She made my living hell,

So, I looked to Death for him to quell.

Death:  you have come to me. why?

If I want to live, I must die for my soul to be free.