An Angel of Death is near me
but I feel no Fear
Only a Sense of Relief
No Matter where I am going
As long as I am getting out of here
I’ve lost the Sense of Reality
Am I Dreaming or Awake
Is there any Difference,
It’s all just very Dark
My Soul is longing for Release
The Angel whispers the Time has come
And I do not feel any Fear
All this time I wondered what took you so long
All these years of suffering and Pain
This sad and meaningless Life I live
Was it an experimental Test
Or a harsh way to learn
Are there any last Words left to say
Maybe, maybe. No…just a Sigh
Please relieve me.
Monique Lucy Weberink
2010
Photo “The Haunting”
Odilon Redon
