Come to me...

Come to me - death,
Embrace me in your icy arms,
Return me to this mysterious world
I knew ere I was born,
Into its peace and silence
Where nothingness prevails,
Returning my failing body
From a troubled world,
Give me the chance of 'the not to be'
Let me be free, let me be free...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz