The End

Death remains beside you at all times,
I will be with you until I finish my rhyme.
All remains the exact same way
Until the day of all days, the last day.
Your heart will swell up with fear,
You will cry the worste of all tears.
Like a slap in the face you are dead,
Until this poem has been read.
You try not to face the facts,
You even turn everyone to your back.
But its still there it will never leave you,
It may even try to decieve you.
You still try to get away as fast as you can,
Until the spirits want you on demand.
Now you shall always live in fear,
Because you know that day is near.