Death
By: Danielle McGeachie
The smell of blood,
Mine.
Covers my vision,
Can't see nothing,
But blood.
Life is burning away,
The flame going out.
My heart slows down,
Stop pumping,
PLEASE, continue, I think,
KEEP pumping.
Too late,
You say.
Your life is mine,
Welcome,
To eternal hell-
Your death,
Among living,
Cold and no blood.
Have fun in hell world.