Death; A Requiem of Birth

By Ashrei (Ima Sari Wisenthal)

Death; A Requiem of Birth AI Art by Ashrei Ima Sari

A moment away,

A step towards Him,

A path of pain,

Waiting in vain. 

A last breath - 

Yearning for its arrival, 

Each inhale, 

An effort of survival.

Eternity with no point, 

Wisdom of fools,

Pushed by illusions, 

Threads of delusions.

A vastness untold, 

Will die with my soul,

Waiting for death,

Another lost breath.

Inhale, exhale,

Exhausted by love,

For I have what to give,

Yet no one that will have.

A yearning to be buried, 

When will this life end?

The warm earth once more calls me, 

For the only true embrace. 

Exhale this life fully,

Break me down, for fun,

Assume you know me,

And hit me with your tongue. 

Embrace the dust I am,

Fall apart completely. 

In death I am alive;

Eternity, peace and glory.

Take me in, my G-d,

Collect me to Your army,

Free my spirit, free my soul,

Blow Your love through me. 

You gave me life,

Now give me death,

Give me my peace and light,

Take my breath away, dear G-d,

Collect me into Your dust.

I am done, this is goodbye.

No more games of lightness fun,

Take my loves away, each time, each day,

I am left with nothing for play.

Aimless, pointless, hopeless, 

Why did You make it so?

Carved by Your insane design, 

You made me lose my world, my mind.  

Give back to me - I demand!

You will not have me, then kick me aside.

You want the shine, the light, the beauty? 

Give back to me what You have ruined. 

No mercy comes walking in Your path,

A life of pain and torture - from the start.

You placed me here to be Your toy,

But I am a weapon of mass destruction. 

Push me, G-d, and let us see,

How far my wrath will reach this time.

Unbalanced, unsettled, unloved,

A desolate soul abandoned, through time. 

End this game, I am done playing. 

I rather sit and await my death.

I trust the earth, the ground consoles me,

A death's embrace, give me, G-d, my last breath. 

Please, G-d, give me death.

Yet you refuse, and I am here - still. 

A crack of dawn, a ray of hope,

Tears cleansed my being, 

My body tired and scared, 

Yet G-D, somehow, You are still there. 

Your embrace of dust is made of diamonds,

Your silence, first daunting, can now contain me. 

By my side, I sense, Your peaceful strength - 

You will not abandon my sacred breath,

You refuse to lead me into death. 

A path will immerge, all I need is one more step, 

To trust it will unfold - to know my life’s story has yet to be told.

A requiem of birth, through desperate nights, 

You show me Your love, in all that I touch. 

You whisper to my soul; I will help you find the meaning. 

Please, G-d, give me a meaningful life.