Death stalks me in shadow

Casting its darkened glow around me

It haunts me and takes me

It holds me always in its grip

A life spent wondering

A life spent worrying

Shall death come today

Or shall it continue to follow

Waiting for its moment

Waiting to strike

The life it dares steal

Not life at all

But rather pain and anguish

Fear and disgust

No pleasure here to be found

Can the tide be turned

Can I become the hunter