De Profundis - Arborist

Left to wander, my abandoned spirit has found no tenure.

Forlorn in this world of the living, isolated here by my loved ones before me.

I find myself frequenting the graves more often than my own bed to sleep.

I have become but a figure of twilight, a discraded wraith with no aspirations.

But ultimately, I have discovered the unavoidable course of my fate.

So why not quicken the process?

My time has come to reunite with the faithful departed,

As I take one step off the bridge and let go of the rail.

And in that moment, in those four seconds between life and death,

I realized that my problems meant nothing.

«Oh God, what have I done?

Oh please, I don’t want to die!»