Until The Death

In the silence of the night, I roam alone, A solitary soul in a world unknown, Wrapped in shadows, devoid of sound, Seeking relief, yet nowhere found. Isolation grips me, a chilling embrace, In this vast expanse, I find no grace, Echoes of existence, fading into the void, A journey through loneliness, forever deployed. In the depths of seclusion, I confront my fate, Bound by time's relentless gait, Life's transient whispers, fleeting breath, In this phase's end, I find solace in death. Embraced by the darkness, I find release, In the quiet stillness, I am at peace, No more burden of loneliness to bear, In the solitude's end, I find freedom's flare. As the stars fade into eternal night, I surrender to the inevitable flight, In the silence of detachment, I take my final breath, For in the end, attachments come after death.