oh Master of Death, when will you rescue me?

Death is a natural process of which i long for day and night.
oh, my beloved Death, i know your change initiates delight.
Taking my own life tonight seems so right.
Death, you precious obsidian jewel, transform my darkness into inner light. Through the process of my bodies dissolution, i know i’ll feel all right. Bring me home tonight!
for i can’t tolerate the un-natural, and that is what suicide is. if it were not so, my lovely death would become my bride at midnight. i suppose i’ll have to patient and say my prayers; oh wonderful and magnificent Death, when will you take this hideous life?