"When I Died, There Was No One Around to See It" by Jack Gower
No one was there to experience
my joy, my peace, my absolution.
I made it not a second too soon,
Or even worse, not a second later.
I didn't mean to sound bitter.
It wasn't a particularly
bad life. I had all the amenities
One could ask for.
But, even so, it was still living.
The good times weighed on me just
As hard, knowing the pendulum
Was about to swing at any moment.