The Void

He looks out into the abyss
The black peacefull emptyness

From the void he can hear
Death's sweet voice
Filling him with fear

But that peace is so near..

Should he enter the abyss and leave the storm?
What awaits in the blackness?
Death with his cold touch
Or happyness?

He looks back at the stormy sky
The howling wind
The sad rain
And he wonders why
Not enter the nothingness

He looked over the cliffs of forever
Down as far as he could see
Up to the cloudy sky
Back at the ragind storm
Foward into the dark unkown

He made his choice