Death walks beside me

As Death walks beside me

I listen with tearful eyes

The sound of Angels laughter

The sound of their cries

It's lonely in this hallway

No shadows on the wall

A blanket full of darkness

My soul about to fall

The madness consumes me

So many thoughts in my head

Rattling like thunder

I know I'll soon be dead

How much further are we going

How much longer shall it take

Death takes my hand

He surely knows my fate

Reviews

[Rebel]

Nicely written and I understand it too well.

[Tsubaki Kuro]

I really love this poem. Death is one of my favorite aspects in writing. Like 90% of my pieces involves some kind of death or outlook of death.

[Lexi Wilkins]

Thank you so much for reading.