My End

death of my body
unbearable pain
unable to run
unable to fight
death of my soul
unable to feel
unable to think
sweet stench of death
palpable
unable even to crawl
just take my life
take it before I do
I want to fly but I just cant
hate drives me further
hate is all that motivates
death at my doorway
she hears me calling
she knows what I will do
she knows how I will end
the three sisters tell her
the three sisters know all
prophecy that will come true
my end will be violent