Death points to me
With a long, bony finger.
Encapsulates me in darkness,
Soothes my angry, sad soul.
Tells me to be calm and quite
And guides me through thy tunnel.
I cannot see any light
Just neverending darkness.
After an eternity
I arrive in Hell.
Perpetual drones,
Piercing screams.
Fires burning,
Scary dreams.
Death has taken me,
I am no longer existent
For that I am his.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem