Thin Line Between Death

Lost sparks of death dancing humbly in circles around my soul, Awaiting time, or the slip of insanity. Star fired eyes instantly leak devilish rays, Of life spiraling threats between heaven and hell. Ruby red flames sheild the triumph of courageous light. My body weakens to numbness, falling to a sharp sting of heat. The law of time has givin break to my crumbling will. Death awaits, awaits death, It's time for the keeper's inner change of life with death, to take my relentless soul.