Expressing Me

What Death Wants

I'm all around you,

Eventhough you can't see,

You might feel it,

But you're never free.

As the seconds go by,

You're dying very slowly,

On your last breath,

You'll wish you were holy.

I don't have a religion,

Nor do I have a name,

Selfish humans, all about

The money and fame.

It won't help you after you die,

What are you gonna do in your grave?

When I've finally caught you,

You'll have to be my eternal slave.

Hahaha, a manic laugh I release,

Oh, the dreams that that laugh haunts,

Eternal slaves and a thrilling chase,

Is exactly what I, Death, wants.