I'm struggling
I'm trying to beat it
It's a match
With strength and endurance
Death keeps staring at me
With those devil eyes of his
Whispering things
No human has ever heard before
I'm not where I should be
I don't think I'm ready on what
Is about to happen
I hold my eyes shut
Hoping that it is all a dream
I count to ten
But when I open
Death is still there
But now he is striding
Towards me
Before I know it
A pain comes upon me
Then it vanishes
I'm gone
It's gone
Then I realize um dead
When I see a pool of blood
Surrounding my body
I'm dead
I'm gone
It's gone....

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PoesiaThis story is completed I hope u like it it's over it's sad is all I can say it's pretty much my life