Grim Reaper

Hatred fills the emptiness of my soul
Binding me to my eternal fate
I see a tall hooded figure
It slowly finds its way in front of me
As it turns to face me
I realize that he's mine
He's my grim reaper
My soul collector

I don't plead
I don't argue
I don't beg for the mercy of my soul
I say"take my soul away"
"I don't need it"
"I never wanted it"
"I hate feeling"
"I hate seeing"
"Take me away with you"

He turns to leave my body
I'm emotionless
I don't feel
I just see
I look at him
But he's not there
All I can see is
A hooded figure watching me
Deep down I recognize that face
I know that person
It's me
My personal grim reaper