My Death Poem by Patrick Derilus

It will be a second in remembrance when I shall be gone...
Within vitality you are nothing as if you were never there...
When the time comes, I ask not to cry...
But to embrace every second of my nothingness in demise...
When the time comes, Things may be better off without me
I write in depression knowing I don't speak highly of my being...
And I write in inner happiness knowing I left a trademark for myself
As for when I go...I pray that the afterlife is alluring
Realizing life to being abominable and malevolent.