It surrounds me
Like a fine mist
So hard to see
Yet I know it exists
I walk through
This life I know
Always with
Death in tow
I’m not alone
In my mortality
There’s no predicting
When it will be me
I have this life
I’m won’t refuse
Whatever is truth
I don’t want to lose
So spare me
Your virtuous words
I continue onwards
To death, unperturbed