Angel of Death

He's coming can't
you see, he's coming
for me. Taking my
hand he leads me
away. He is the
Angel of Death you
see and he is
calling upon me.

Hand in hand, drifting
away, gone in a
blink of an eye.
Leaving the word
in my heart. Then
disappearing with the
wind blowing.

With the word in
hand I make a
plan to take some
pills. A little at a
time and watch as
part of me dies.

I planned it so
perfectly I even set
a date. I leave a
note written in my
best, left in my wrist.
A wish clenched
in my fist.

Don't be sad I
plead. This is the way
it needs to be. I'll
watch over you and
protect you from harms
deadly deed.

I'll be with you in
your times of need
and help to set
you free. With that
I must leave and
fulfill my destiny.

In your heart I
will stay and help
you to find your
way...