Death

I am hollow A bottomless hole I am no gold-dust For I am so close, No truism ought to deny For all eternity I exist Dwelling next to every life For I am so real, One life could never accomplish The enormous valor it ought To vanquish my breath apart For I am eternal, I know no betrayal Neither do I ever forsake For I combat mortality For I am immortal, Clean as dust I ought to be adored Waiting eons all my age For I am no vague, Collapsing inside from skin to soul Wresting the latter complete and whole I bestow thee with tranquil enigma An esoteric transcending, an undone stigma, I feed on thee Thou ought to be weaker For thou are life For I am death…!