unto death

i know
and that makes it better
partly
i still am
and that makes it harder
whole-y
i have lived
days longer
than possible
i have seen
all that i have
come to know
most of which
i tried to understand
i have felt pain
both pleasurable
and unnerving
and have faced
a web of complexities
whose entanglement
has lasted my lifetime
alone
i have no recollection
events that have seen me by
or people that have passed
the threshold of goodbye
just this
a giant pause
which fills the space
consumes my thoughts
eating my time
for waste
an illusion
and sleep
the mind’s decay
this room
my tomb
littered with reminders
sits vacant
i met my match
and wisely chose
i deciphered codes
to lead me here
destroyed mine enemies
and challenged beyond
there is no history
none to conserve
what is to be remembered
will fade
with each passing mind
and the wrinkled pages
of the journey lost
recycled to a future
i can never
comprehend
for the pieces
this puzzle
i have fit so nicely into
have scattered now
each one
tiny energy
moving in random thought
exploding its life
upon those who will never know
for the ripple is constant
its motion the true
creator of life
for the cycle
the crossing of two
inanimate objects
its effect of me
on me
is me
and I, too
accept
and cease to be