Truth About Death

It's always there
waiting,watching,taking
stealing souls enigmatically
you cannt see it
but it's always there
always there for you
to watch take over your body
without a word
it sleps you unwillingly into darkness
as you scream it cares not
it will take your soul into its hand
taking you to the darker land
never asking if you're ready
but always will to take you away
never needing to tell you it's name
death slips over you like a blackened blanket.