Death is an unwelcome friend,
it comes to us all in the end.
In the end, let's go in peace,
whispering words of sweet release.
Sweet release is what we crave,
acceptance does not mean we're brave.
Braver than some, so it seems,
but darkness resides in our dreams.
Dreams that those we love escape,
circle of life to one day break.
Breaking down with unkempt breath,
it's so hard to live when there's death.
Death is an unwelcome friend,
it comes to us all in the end.