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The Untitled

By Kati Frazier

If I think of it again,

I know I'll colapse.

My heart, soul, and mind

will fall in on me.

Safety once was all I had.

And now, it seems

I've lost even that

to the old ghouls.

And Death, My Death

tapped my shoulder

and said he understood

and knew how I felt.

Death offered

to take me early

if I wanted.

It was my call.

He left it to me.

An icicle pointing

just a kind tone

that could end it all.

All I knew was

the chill inside me.

The burning in my eyes

as I tried not to know.

He posed it again.

"I can take you early.

It will be most painless,

rest assured my dear".

Still I pondered,

but my thoughts held no fear.

Death, My Death

held a patient ear.

"I wont try to sway you,

but can only tell you this.

It will hurt far less

than what you are destined".

My pain and confusion

like rushing a blade

forces a decision.

Death, My Death

kept his promise.

I didn't feel a thing.

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