Ok this poem takes place in season 4 when Spike was all suicidal about the chip being in his head. Hope you like it as usual. um. please review cause it makes me happy and stuff. ttfn.
Death Be Not Proud
This tainted being locked up in rage
Warm hand of death take me away
From cruel chains and white bathroom walls
I'll never change for you
Because nothing can't change to something
And nothing's all I am
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Can you see me no not at all
So here I stand against a faceless man
With blood stained hands that will dry tomorrow
But the memory's still there
Life is a stake
My heart is the target
The cold sun rises
A red day dawns
I look to the faceless man and realize he's me
I haven't seen me in awhile
And I don't like what I see
I laughed the loudest
Who'dve guessed
Hello, darkness my good friend
Let me resemble the nothing I am
My death be not proud
Just dust and a whisper is all I am now