Alone, I contemplate my destiny,

 A somber waltz with phantoms in my mind, 

A whisper, faint, that lingers as I wait and see, 

A memory of my demise now intertwined. 

The hands of time, they deftly shift and turn,

In my heart, a melancholic song plays, 

Each fleeting moment, a lesson to learn, 

A brief existence, consumed by endless days. 

But as the sun sets on this earthly plane, 

And darkness envelops my very soul, 

I find comfort in death's constant refrain, 

Embracing it as part of life's grand whole. 

For in remembering my final breath, 

I find beauty in accepting death.