Author- BlacksAngel (Siriusly Mad) [http://s2.invisionfree.com/msww/index.php?showuser=8]

Title- Death

Death is a strange foe.

You can embrace her,

once she's here

and willingly let go...

Or struggle and,

by force she'd get your soul...

You may not suceed.

Sooner or later she'll strike,

and hard she might like.

Once she has knocked

on your wooden door,

she stays and demand more.

An uninvited guest.

Known, but no acquaintance.

She'll make her entrance

and ungrateful leave;

but with no doubt

it will linger her presence.

A heavy shadow will remain

and devour everything within the lane.

It'll haunt your dreams,

your restless sleep.

Treacherous friend.

your heartache will reamin.

The walls shrink around you

and everything crumbles,

falls upon you.

The dim light ahead

seems unreachable, distant, faint.

It is amongst those shadows

where you'll dwell, in the hollow

resisting the temptation of becoming one...

such an ideal thought...

With every step you take,

with every word you say,

you're reminded of that ill friend...