"death that is to come.."

Walking towards the long horizon,
To find a new place;

Where one is happy,

In being alone.

Life seems terrible,

With all the pleasures;

Falling in darkness,

Disappered in crowd;

Truth cries in despair,

Living the Nightmare, every moment;

Lost smile peeping seldomly,

Shutting the doors for joy;

Heart sinkin' in Memoirs,

Tired eyes Starin' the haunted one;

The brave soul is not scared of,
the death that is to come..