Wait, I'm Not Dead Yet

And then, with a flutter, 'tis lights out

no more, "Wait, there's one thing more I wanted to say!"

and regardless of whether that moment's violent or peaceful

the reality of such unconsciousness will stay

There's no calling out from the darkness

zero, "Wait, I didn't get a goodbye or heartfelt farewell!"

and the only sounds the saddened living shall be hearing

are distant tolling's from a funeral's mournful bell