Grim Reaper Poem by Zia Eybers

I followed your order
I followed your rule
I experienced only what was plain cruel

My failing trust was on the border
My mind on the path of a new discorder

A blue, pink, yellow pill
A note reading, I had my fill

Beneath a cold grey stone
You'll find me in pieces of bone

Too late you shed a tear
Too late you understand my fear

Sorry always comes too late
You have sent me to ma fate

Now you've turned into a weeper....
As you realized you were my Personal Grim Reaper