I enter a battle I know I cannot win
As I walk onto the battlefield I'am hit with two rounds to
the chest
As i collapse to the ground, taking in my last few breaths,
heart taking its final beat.
My life flashes before my eyes, as it all comes to an end
Death approaches to take my soul to the underworld below
As his ice cold grasp separates my soul from my body
he drags me away.
As I'm pulled further away from the lifeless shell that was my
body.
I begin to struggle to return to the bnody that belongs to me.
As we start to fight I inch closer and closer to the
lifeless corpse.
As death grip loosens, I take this opportunity to thrust myself into my body where i belong.
As my heart begins to return to a normal pace, my lungs
are filled with death and despair.
Now I walk these days of my life looking over my shoulder,
only to see death out of reach.