Dear Death...

Dear Death,

How have you been? It’s taken a while but here you are again.
I’ve missed you dearly, I’ll admit. You listen to me like I exist. But
isn’t existing what you take away? Well I’ll save that matter for another
day. How is everyone? Those you’ve taken away. They’re so lucky they don’t have to be around today. I would join them if I were brave, but no…

Instead I am a slave. A slave to living cowardly, I cling to physicality. I
had the bottle in my hand, but those damn pills just won’t come in.
I’ve decided to take my time. I’ll visit you in a way that seems
Sublime. Just look at me, and you’ll see the obvious. But it’s our little secret.

Everyone else is oblivious.