Death

I see the darkness,
I feel the pain,
I hear the sound of the broken chain,
I smell the rain falling upon me,
I taste the blood upon my hands.

I see the hole in the ground,
I feel the dirt that falls on me,
I hear the sounds of people weeping,
I taste the dirt that falls on me.

Now it's dark,
I seeno more
the pains all gone,
teh sounds disappeared,
all the smells vanished,
the taste of blood and dirt are gone,
AND SO AM I