i could die easy
like the caterpillar dies without knowing he has wings
i could die easy
and rake my leaves and take them with me

i could die smoothly and gasp without rasp
but the electricity in my brain would flicker nonetheless
i could die smoothly
but i won't witness the glowing breath

i could die sadly
and linger like phantoms limbs
a phantom person traipsing memories
when life itself did glimpse

oh i could die naturally
without resistance or wrath
on a gentle night i could go in
with sun's embrace and warm wind's hair

i could die slowly
and linger and call it life
i could count all my blessings
i could count all my strifes

i could die sweetly
in my true love's arms
but why on earth would i do this,
and strike her with such harm?

i could die lonely
waiting for the light
abandoning my darkness
swallowed by white

i will die surely
present yet again
i like to surely
now and then