Death is a beautiful woman in a white dress
She leads you down
To the river
Where the water creeps
Up your legs
And down through your lungs
She takes your hand and pulls you to the fishes
Where you meet your maker
And where all your wishes
Are floating by and by
Waiting for you to
Reach out your hands
And take what you please
And down here
There are no feelings
And the only sense
Left
Is the sensation
Of contentment
Because the water
Finally filled up
Your wet insides
Which were trying their entire lives not to dry up
Your blood flows out through your fingers
And toes
As the water takes its place
Beating through your heart
She puts thoughts in your head
And you realize, that this whole time
You were walking on land,
Was wrong
And now you are placed back
Where you came from
Where you belong