A Debt is Repaid

The dark is good, the dark is great

It keeps me blind from my fate

In a corner I sit and cower

Waiting for the Thirteenth Hour

He comes to me and settles near

He leans in close and smells my fear

I feel his breath upon my face

Desprate for some heavenly grace

I grit my teeth and shut my eyes

Preparing for my hard demise

He takes his hand and grabs my soul

There he leaves and empty hole

My heartbeat stops and I start to fade

My debt is now repaid

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

As always, I'd like your thoughts. Thanks for reading. :)