Analysis of Shanghaied

As I sat in silence's prize,
- a vision leapt into my eyes,
colours of a rainbow's landslide
- laughed a dream's sparkle to my side,
while cold breath stalled on the tongue's hide,
- this mind whispered my last goodbyes,
and then wisps of pain kissed my pride, -
 threw broken questions as I sighed.

Far into the future's demise,
- my death set free its battered cries,
echoes wrapped up the deep divide
- as fear's addiction was supplied,
I could not hide behind disguise,
- for this was my final sunrise,
wild fragrant tears would not subside,
- I had been beaten and shanghaied.

This was just a swirl in the skies,
- my life I would set to revise,
it was up to me to decide
- if I would die at that time's stride,
sweet fate I would give a surprise,
- the reaper then I'd not apprise,
and as quickly as it did glide,
- the vision left, gasps were untied.