Death's Kindness

Death came up and looked
Distracted. He knew he
Had to get his job done,
But he couldn't find it
Within himself to take the blade
And let it taste this blood.
He gazed upon the body, barely
Alive. It broke his heart,
To see such a young soul
This miserable, in so much pain.
He didn't know he even had a heart.
But he felt it being twisted.
But his job must be done.
He lifted his blade, then slowly brought it
Back down. He couldn't do it.
So instead, he held out his hand,
And saved her soul.
Death went on his way,
Taking the girl along,
Where she would become his own.