..........The Grim Reaper himself.......

........Looking through a dusty, grey, old window
With tears running down my cold white cheeks
All in black as black as the dark and
Deathdefying night sky walking through the park
Alone on a dark rainy day is when i see your face
Just staring into space, your face is as dark
And dull as mine, you look over and i vanish
I see you at school alone as you always are
" My last day on this hell hole of a earth "
I see you writed on a peice of paper
I ask what is wrong you look at me
With those blood red eyes and i see all
The pain inside i ask if you want to come over
you accept and we spwnd the night with eachother
we fall in a love as black as our hearts are,
We commit suicide holding hands with the black
And red blood pouring from our wrists i see
With my last peice of strength the blood coming
Out of our eyes, ears and noses and i know that i am at
Peace for once in my life even though i was not alive
In the first place as the hatered built inside me
The pain and anger take sover and this is why i was never alive
I was and always will be the Grim Reaper himself.....