Afterlife I :Death

Who will be my merciful Angel of Death? Who will be here to take my final breath? Will it be the Reaper? Or some random creeper? I hope my death comes swift and soon, sometime under the crimson moon. As I sit here, beaten and broken, all profanities still unspoken, quiet as a rock in gravel, I'm declined my pass to travel, from here to the afterlife, as I sit here, gripping my knife, holding it close, as I take another dose, of my sleeping pills so I can sleep, I drift off into dreamland, I've made the leap, but as I dream, I see a figure invading my dreams, it is he, the Grim Reaper, my prayers have been answered! And as I approach the Angel of Death, he said a few words "For whom the bell tolls for, it tolls for thee" And I only thought, finally I'm free