twelve strikes of the midnight clock
my world begins to rock
my life is crumbling
my mind going blank
soul descending
deeper and deeper
into nothing but darkness
of the deep abyss
into death domain
hearing screaming and screeching
moaning and groaning
the squeaking and creaking
of floorboards and wheels
figures appear in a shadowed fog
eerie sight and eerie sounds
begin the torment
as our bodies fall
darkness and despair all around
howling and scratching is all you can hear
nothing to see but all is to fear
then comes he comes
the black hooded man
with a silver scythe
surrounded in shadows
in the one before me
the ones he has reaped
he comes for a reason
and I know why
I’ve lived long and happy
and I am ready to die
but I leave with these words
to my family who lives
live long
and never forget
be who you are
smile everyday
be happy for who you are
and die with a smile upon your face
so now i must take my leave
to depart from this world
in happiness and smiles
this is the end so my final words are
GOODBYE AND BE HAPPY