Euthanasia

A couple of trapped souls
Changed the lives of many
In a positive way

Without light, or a shred of hope
Like goldfish in a bowl
Without the benefit of alzheimer's
To keep them moving forward

Every few seconds
A trick of the mind
They'd think they saw something
Only to realise, it was nothing
Just more space to float into

Desperately wanting to end
Their long suffering loneliness
They reached out
With the only tool at their disposal
Their voices

Shouting into the black abyss
At nothing, and no one
So they presumed

I'm tired of floating 
There's nothing to see
I need some help
To kill myself, quickly

No sooner had these words
Left their ice cold shells
A blinding light shone outward
Across the ocean of time and space

The first light born
From their sacrifice