It is in Death that I Found Life

Do you not ponder about your death,

about that silent and cold darkness?

Was there indeed, even a God?

Will I forget all my memories?

Succumbing to a blissful nothingness; so tired.

Please, don’t forget me, my love.

Who do I, in my life, still love?

Will they mourn, when knocking on my door, is only death?

I soon grow bone weary and tired.

There, for sure, will only be complete darkness.

I do not wish to abandon my memories.

Please, I pray in your holy name, God.

Where are you, God?

Do you truly have love?

My jubilant and miserable memories,

they will all be lost upon my death,

gone within this catastrophic darkness.

God, I have become so tired.

Will I finally rest, or eternally be tired?

When will you finally save me, God?

I want light, not this eternal darkness!

When will I be allowed to witness your love,

when will you let me be claimed by death?

Can I please keep my precious memories?

So happy, yet sad, these long-forgotten memories.

I wish to no longer feel tired.

I have found a new lover: Death.

Do you hear me, God?

I have found my one true love.

I have found him within my mind’s darkness.

Maybe there is yet a light, within this forbidding darkness.

I have found peace, with no memories.

I have found, in you God, a stunning love.

I no longer feel stressed or tired

and I only need to thank you God,

for I have finally, truly, found death.

I have found love, where there is no darkness.

Upon my death, I have found new memories.

I am no longer tired, here with my father, God.