Death Comes Stalking Stealthily

Death comes stalking stealthly, entering in in silent resolution,
Slipping in unaware of life's eternal existence and conclusion.
A candle flickers in darkened shadow, like a spector in the night,
Weaving dances of determined duty to extinguish all living light.

Beautiful Reaper glean my soul, in my pain and lost despair
Release me from my melting heart, for staying I have no care.
Anxious departure of misery's dreams that wind into my brain,
Like a spider's icy web binds me, on the edge of my restrain.

Darkness squeezing my last breath, my body enveloped in its touch,
Comfort in drawing near the end, I have longed for it so much.
Choking out all imagery, white shardes of glass shoot into my mind,
Convulsive spasamic waves of temporary fear, my body seems to bind.

Fading embers ebb away, dripping in loose crimson on a tile floor,
With a floating sensation of mist, claim my soul forever more.
Oh, Death, come stalking stealthly to me, in a final releasing kiss,
My last confession I admit, a life spared of joy, this I will not miss.