Death,

it stalks me,

it calls my name,

I dare not answer,

I dare not show my fear,

for it wants me,

it needs me,

but I cannot bare to look,

at it’s ugly face no more,

for I am almost nothing,

I am almost gone,

a pale shadow am I,

a mask is worn to shield my face,

I don’t want to face it,

I don’t want to see,

but one day soon,

it will finally make it’s dash,

and come for me,

so until then,

until that day,

I’ll fight and run,

to live,

for today!