Transcend

Ring ring
There's the phone again
Someone's calling
But I don't care
I'm far to busy preparing to die
Take this rope hang it up high
Soon enough ill end this life
Tie a noose, make it right
Make it fit, nice and tight
I close my eyes silky slick
Dreams of life end abrupt
Pitch black, ice cold, lost
All alone wandering across velvet floors
Meander like an ancient river
Carelessly drifting amongst nothing
Nothing at all
Calm, quiet , tranquil
At last I've found what I sought
Blind eyes see for the first time
Selfishly happy
Tragically enlightened
I swam rough seas, years and years
Only to drift like a log
Endless seas meet the sands
Drifting no more