Death

What is death?

Is it the menacing figure
Sleek and slender,
Or a young child,
Innocent and wondering?

What is death?

Does it come so fast,
An atom bomb to end life,
Or is it calm and soft,
Gentle and almost nonexistent?

What is death?

Is it a lifelong enemy,
Longing to steal you away,
Or a good friend
Who you haven't met?

What is death?

Does it lead to darkness,
An absence of all things you knew,
Or better than your thoughts
Could have ever dreamed?

What is death?

It is something
We will never know,
Until our last breath
Is bestowed.

That is death.