Near my bed between the night
Came a shadow to my right
His face was dark with axe in hands
Staring at me, tall he stands
Rising with fear, my pulse was fast
Slowly I stood, looking at last
Question I asked , what are you known ?
He laughed and replied, why was I born ?
I said to live, to laugh, to love
To talk, to pray, to care, to serve
He smiled and said that time you spend
In this world with this life will now end
I come for purpose to stop your breath
I take your life , I am your death
I said wait, I have no life of mine
What will you take , I have only time
With rage in eyes , he roared at me
Where is your life , here it should be
My life was stolen, by someone I loved
What left behind, is this body I owed
It has blood, but has lost its warmness
It breathes, but air is senseless
It eats, but has forgotten the taste
It sleeps without dreams, just to rest
Like a playing doll, which cannot express
A machine which runs, without any stress
Unknown to world, but still in motion
Learned to survive, without any emotion
If you think this body is still useful ?
Take my word, this end is peaceful.
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