Darker than the Darkest Night by lilredwritinghood13, literature
Literature
Darker than the Darkest Night
Darker than the Darkest Night
Darker than the darkest night,
Kill me now to end this plight.
I cannot live with this pain,
Stretching on like some endless plain.
Thoughts of death crowd my head,
My blood leaves a trail clear as crumbs of bread.
I shall not live to see another day,
Oh God, I don't want to die this way!
Then I see him stalking towards me,
My vision blurs, I see three.
But not of him, he is clear.
As clear as day, not a smear.
His scythe I see shining dark,
Coming to claim me, make its mark.
The end, I think, it comes too soon,
Not even am I granted one last boon.
Away from Death I cannot crawl,
I feel so help