The Eyes of Death

In the eyes of Death
He holds me there
Wrapping and tugging
Me in with no escape

In the presence of Death
He beckons to me
Calling and drawing
Me into his grasp

In the arms of Death
He calms me down
Being loving and caring
To me like no other

In the eyes of Death
He holds my soul
Stroking and coddling
It into submission

In the eyes of Death
He makes me feel
At peace and like
I can truly be whole