The Shadow of Death

Death whispers in my ear, “I am coming” he says.

He’s always there,

Always around me, watching me, haunting me. He lies next to me in bed, sharing my nightmares.

Death invades my mind, filling it with unwanted thoughts.

He laughs when I laugh, smiles when I smile, screams when I scream, and cries when I cry.

He sits in the empty desk at school,

He has the face of a thousand dead men.

He whispers in my ear,

“Soon.”

 

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