The Final Surrender

Death is the final surrender,

the only one that cannot be undone.

When it comes,

no one carries anything forward.

Not love.

Not regret.

Not the story they told themselves.

Every argument falls silent.

Every possession loosens its grip.

Even the self steps aside,

until no one remains to defend it.

This is the last truth:

you arrive alone,

and you leave as no one.