Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

My life is never influenced by death because I am full of resurrections after so many spiritual and emotional demises

...and when we die
we die alone
I cry, I cry alone
Like a piece of stone
I am thrown
into the wavy ocean of life
to atone...to atone
Only to atone...

Water is such a lifesaver into which we cannot breathe but without taking it into us we cannot live

Give me one more night to taste the dark
When wolves imitate a lone dog's bark
Let those secrets remain unspoken
Fallen angel's heart now lover's token
Light grows dim burying riddle’s death
Just breathe to free your one last breath

Life needs a room so hermetically sealed to breathe life