The sleepless slayer

Death.
It slays all mighty and low.
Slowly, it causes people entombed in stone.
It's the only thing that leaves a bone.
It creeps through time and space.
And it can wipe out an entire race.
In the end of your life, there's only death's might.
And that's what is right.
Category:Poetry
Category:Moodle
Category:Death
Category:Depression
Category:Completed Stories/Poems