Epitaph

i
the night follows - sleepless
the wind blew - sightless
clumsily, as i cross the door
regret the vanity - "oh, no!"
abstain from answers - wordless
calling out the dead - voiceless
merely, as i kiss the floor
taste the blood - let us flow
clench my teeth - worthless
lie awake forever - ceaseless

ii
to live and not to live
to die and never die
to face and run away
to stand and fall apart
let it be a warning to all
this epitaph of mediocrity