death when you want to end it all.

DEATH

something people who hate do

talk about.

Other people are called freaks for liking it.

then when they asked me why am I one of them,

freak of nature, a lover of death.

People will say i am ill with a disease,

and other play it with ease.

but i take heed to what they say,

and never believe.

For i know what death is and how it feels,

i just called it heals,

Yes the angel of death would say.

Take me to a land far,far away i plead.

And he would swoop down and grab,

And my life would end with a flash of light.

I would journey with her to the night,

and never look back.