Final thoughts of another innocent soul

The rusty blade cuts deep into my tender flesh,my blood pours out of my body.

My problems are flowing out of me,congregating into a puddle on the floor.

I see my bloody reflection,staring back at me,slowly my reflection gets bigger.

i feel light headed and cold,o so cold,all turns to darkness,shadows engulf everything in view,i feel a shroud of evil descend upon me.

I feel scared,alone,overpowered,i see the reaper staring down over me, his scythe raised high.

I'm not ready,i shouldn't be hear,i cant move the scythe slowly descends upon me my life flashes before me,its to late now....