Death Notes

Death had been waiting by my side taking notes; 

A pen and white clipboard.

Wanting to ask what he had been observing; 

A grin of teeth and bone.

Knowing with certainty he had been laughing at me; 

Taking life so seriously. 

Just there in silence and somehow that was comforting;

Knowing this existence would not last forever.

Only ever so ready to face the other-side of immortality

That would ever inevitable be.

Fear no longer holding as friendship 

Had formed between the demons I was running from. 

Published by Ms. Selective

Traveling Gypse with a Heartfelt Spirit.

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