Let Me Live

Reeling onto the faceless canvases of encasing past. I wade in my senseless senesces of thoughts asking for death. "Right here, if you deduce me to be." "You are, but, having you accompanied, I don't need you anymore." I said, looking right into reaper's eyes, stumbled with scarred neck and intricate breath with every uneasy tear of mine, saying it a million times, "let me live."