Death, I’m Irrevocably afraid of you.

The power you withhold of just taking away the people i

love, the power you carry around of just being able to take

the soul of the one i hold closest, The unknown that lays

within you, is what i fear the most, but to be honest

sometimes i crave your cold touch, i crave your cold touch

brushing against me, the fate of everything stopping for

once, mind quite, but i crave life to, the unknown

possibilities of the things i can do or the things i can

become, I fear you death, but i know someday we will meet

and my fate will be in your hands.