A welcome end

Written by: Shelley Foreman

As I stand here waiting For Death to come to me I smile because it's my only hope Of ever being free. Free from the waking nightmare That will never cease Or stop Until the sands of time run out On the ever ticking clock. And then the black cloaked figure Scythe drawn and eyes bright white Tells me I've done my time on Earth It's time to face the light.