Death

Death.
It's so quiet it can take you by surprise.
You don't know, but it's walking you
holding your hand.
You take it every where with you
And in your dreams it is you it chose.
You're so scared you might leave
without a good-bye
But at the end you say it is
still not time.
You wish you could pause
And be able o rewind
But life takes the lead
And breathes with no beat.
You close your eyes
to see another future of distinction
And you don't want to open them
Cause you're afraid to see prediction.
Death...
It's so quiet it can take you by surprise.
Death is by your side...
You choose let it be your perdition.