• I look around and all I see is something standing in fount of me.
    It's tall and dark.
    With a hidin face.
    I can smell the blood of lives it has takin.
    It's bonie hands are holding it's killing tool.
    I know it's waiting for me.
    It's been calling my name.
    Ever since the pain started eating me away.
    I'm afarid that it's here to take me away.
    I want to run away.
    But i am unable to move, because of the pain you put me through.
    I feel sick and lightheaded.
    My eyes are becoming hazy.
    Maybe because of the lost of blood.
    Death come my freind, Take my hand, and lead me to the happy land.
    Rain,Rain, dear rain, please come and wash my blood away.
    For today I am in a better place.
    We're my father is holding me and healing the pain that won't wash away.