Death has cornered me
Reaching out to me
To take me under and steal my soul
I scream but my on hears me
I cry for mercy, but no on listens
I am confused and scared
Staring into Deaths burning eyes
I scream until my throat is dry
But still no on listens
So I sit there crying
Then I become quite, not moving
I take on last breath and lay there still
Death has finally won the war.
