Take me with you, this time, I plead. Come, hold my hand and guide me, for I have chased you through every domain, across every land. I have run after you, relentlessly, calling your name, only to find you slipping away—disappearing like a fleeting shadow. I have yelled at life in utter fear, but each glimpse of you vanishes before I can reach you.
I’ve pursued you through the labyrinths of existence, treading unpaved paths where hope withers and dies. Come to me now, and show me your beauteous face. Take me, lift me with your eternal grace, and let the real and the abstract finally unite. For my whole life, I have chased after you.
I’ve searched for you in sleepless nights, in the ashes of burned photographs, in the hollow echoes of barren shrines. I have sought you in broken promises and in the paradoxical lines of fate. I’ve wandered through the ruins of once-glorious dynasties, those shattered ideals that once gleamed with purpose. As the sun sinks below the horizon, and the threshold of the dark kingdom beckons, I find myself in a land where joy and glee have long since died, leaving nothing but an empty, bittersweet ecstasy.
I’ve looked for you in the lunar eclipse, where ego and rage have no place, in the moments when I was most alone, most desperate. End this chapter, this decree of fate, for it has brought me nothing but emptiness.
For the last time, I ask, come to me. Take me on my final journey, where love and grief no longer prevail, where only the inevitable truth remains. Come, “Death,” it is time to navigate the final unknown…