/Death/

death and i have a truce.
no more fear/love.
what is there to fear?
/pain/ courses through me every day.
/loss/ encases my heart in scar tissue.
/unknown/ reckonings with the
/eternal/ have already brought me to my
knees.
what is there to love?
/release/ comes with a lover's climax.
/peace/ stills my heart at each sunrise.
/unknown/ joys in the love of the
/eternal/ have already brought me to my
knees.
our score is even, death.
walk with me now as an old friend.