The Mercy of Hades

No, I cannot have died,

Surely in death, this pain cannot exist.

Endless night skies are closing in,
I feel trapped in the murky black gloom,

My voice inside my mind has ceased,

There is an air of impending doom. 

I wish I were numb, all feelings gone,

Weary eyes, look your last,

Tired arms, take your final embrace,

These emotions have long passed.

Am I still living in this hollow life?

Have I succumbed to eternal sadness,

O Charon, I beg you, take all I possess,

And with your fierce Hound ferry me away from this emptiness.