Death’s toll

The words pore out of me,
demanding-
no more secrecy
Yet i’m selfish,
I wish to keep them to myself-
in my zombie like cave.
Feeling uncomfortable letting
any foriegn influence in
but sometimes a few escape
from the walls that i create.
Of one thing i’m grateful,
my soul remains
in tact, unstained, unstrained
and i feel it advancing
keeping me safe
and i know my destiny will find me easily one day,
with this shining light
not for love, or y future,
but for the death of which i eagerly await
knowing it will come one day,
patience, i am unafraid
For a friend waits on the other side,
thoug we’ve never met
i know deaths embrace will not be concerned
with a price or a face.
And the stars could never shine so bright
this life could never provide enough,
no grief consumes me when i look upon
what others regard an ‘undeniable doom’.
- Collect me, free me,
i don’t need to be proven right or wrong,
it’s not a matter of trying to belong,
there’ll be time for that when i’m ‘gone’
from my restricing prison, you call ‘home’.