Death's Obsession

<p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>He's coming for you.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>Death is meant to come on a chariot of broken dreams or in the dark trenches of a storm not in love letters and gifts.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>He did not take my soul when I was meant to die. He did not want it all the other times that I've offered it to him on a silver platter. Yet time and time again he reminds me that I am his: His night monster his dark love his perfect other.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>Death was the only thing keeping me alive. He watches me from his corner taunts me with sweet messages marks my body with his touch as I sleep.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>He took the people that I love away from me. Still no one believed me when I said that I saw the faceless man on the night of the accident.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>No one can escape death.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 25 21 1)>Me? There's nowhere else I'd rather be.</span></p>