Deathbed

Months of agony have passed

The disease has won

Loved ones have gathered, tearfully remembering lighter times, saying goodbye

Your soul has been prayed for, and you have confessed your sins

Your mind is in a far away place, testing the waters

The stench of your decaying vessel has already begun to permeate your surroundings

Coughing coughing coughing, then

Silence...

Slipping into the recesses of your mind and falling into that

comforting slumber where pain slips away

The room clears and all are gone

Peace at last

A black liquid shadow looming the cold stone walls

Like a liquid satin flowing cloth it flows through the corridors

It fluidly paints its path curling inside your abode,

As you sleep nestled warmly in your bed.

Maliciously, it paints blackness just at your feet

A wash of cold blankets you, as you never felt before

And then you wake

At first too frightened to move.. frozen in terror

No scream escapes your trembling lips

The liquid black form shimmers and blends through your silk bed covers

And has now melded itself coldly to your body

Your mind, near insanity, pierces pain signals to your body and you begin to struggle

Your mind and body are again, finally, one

Swirls of malicious haze blanket your face smothering the air you breath

The battle in its final stage

The pounding of your heart so wild in its plight

You struggle not only to breath, but to fight for your wretched life

Only because you don't want to leave work undone

Yet you know...

Your soul has already selected a path

Death's coldness creeps through your every fiber smothering you,

with every heart beat, and with breath you take its thick malevolent form

enters your living domain spreading its paralyzing wings

Your mind reels, your body twitches, with what strength you have left in reserve

Gasping, gasping as your chest fills with fluid

Within hours, rattles of your breathing are the last sounds heard

The pounding silence beats at your ears as you begin to hear your heart

Rapidly at first, racing with fear

Then it begins to slow 

Until the last thump

Eyes glazed over with tear streaked lines upon your cooling flesh

You release the air in your lungs

All functioning organs cease

Stillness

Death

--DeathSwan

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