Poem: This Eternal Night Essay, Research Paper

This Eternal Night Nico Marino

So quiet, so dark, so empty all around

This eternal night where you can hear no sound.

An undying sleep to which there is no morning

No longer a need for self-adorning.

You enter a room that you will never leave

As you are left with nothing more to achieve

An existence that only a few will recall

Such a short segment for it to be called a lifetime at all

Trying to escape this final fate

Is as impossible as having love without hate

This definitive destiny is the setting sun,

Ending the day of a job that is done.

This eternal night is an inescapable snare

No use running, it will always be there.