I am stuck in a quandary of death,

People say that I have to be on the fence,

But I think it either takes the form of truth, lie or myth,

I think death is a truth as it is happening all around us across the world,

Denial of death emanating from grief makes it a lie,

But underneath it's the biggest fear of our lives,

And I wonder it could also be a myth (somebody's truth),

As existence of ghost and unknown author of Voynich Manuscript are still up in the air,

Sometimes this cobweb of death eats me up,

And then, it vanishes into thin air,

Oh! it's a silent trap where I got trapped...