Grasp of Death

I was racing ahead to meet life
When death stepped in to take me aside
In journey mid, I made a switch
On death I tried to hike a hitch

I asked no questions, I looked for no answers
Death is no mystery for me, we are lovers
I have sought hard for its cold embrace
Yet, when it arrives, it brings no grace

Stare away into an incandescent light
The sight leads to a darkness that's bright
On the mind's cornea, it leaves a blemish
A thin, obscure, dull, sepia finish.

I felt the dense, dark blackness encircle me
The blood tasted iron as it rushed away from me
Putrefying, rotting, beastly, brutal stink
That's how the smell of fear and death link

I do not know if this is what I wanted
It left me weak, helpless down to the count
Fear, Death ethereal so primal
My soul, surreal refused to die like an animal

Shrieking silently, rumbling deeply it erupts
From the far reaches of my mind, death it disrupts
Death clammy squeeze to love's warm clasp
Battered, bruised my soul, pushes me away from death's grasp

Breath scrambles and rushes in a gush
Bright red colors explode, my mind espy in a rush
I have broken the spell of death in its maze
I know, 'have repelled this with my life's love and grace.......