Death Is the Enemy

Death is the cessation of life
the stalker we should be worry about,his everywhere hidden in the darkness while we move to the rhythm of life he lurks in the shadows of darkness planning to decimate innocent lives .
He hides underneath the bed where we place our comforts.
With his,axe he slaughter innocent souls,laughing while he cease us.
only if we knew why he loathe us
Life is a journey death himself is the destination we all destined to be.
While we figure what we are destined to be and what we should have been
And busy living our dreams
Death composedly await us...