Death
Mind is blank
all words are empty
crying
sobbing screaming
despite all you do to stop him
The devil always claims his debt
The cost of life is death
and in the end
all that matters is the lack of time
Before you know it
death is beckoning
scream all you want
he won’t listen
he’ll keep coming on, slowly
Run all you want
He’s behind, close
and he’s gaining
your dying scream permeates the frigid air
And he laughs in silence
amusement in his empty eyes
your frivolous demise, so hilarious


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