Life does not pass me by - It simply walks beside me. Not hand in hand For this is no love affair. I simply catch it. A fleeting glimpse - From the corner of my eye, In my shadows - Beckoning. One slender finger exposed... Resonant of our dear Grim Reaper! Emotionally chipping away - Wanting to play... Wanting of prey. They; two sides of the same coin - Life and death; in the same breath. I am their purchase. A treat, this life of promise. Should I follow the reapers song? Is death perhaps the release? The peace... This piece of me? Unsettled unscored - Not one to be ignored. Life creeps behind my shadows, still. It is MY will. And I choose neither one nor other. This is MY earth 'neath MY toes And these are MY footsteps trodden On rocky roads Painting footsteps into stories Until I'm done... Until I AM done. I'll let them be... I'll let them be. Life and death can fight for me.