The Death

I saw death lying beneath Muttering to wheeze Me in, I grabbed the hand of grim reaper Untill I am sinking deep , The soul long found it's new body Yet i found my memories dwelling unhinged , People are afraid of death I say it is as a good escape The suffering that never ended Maybe it ended with death The cadaver started to rot Parasites wheezing throats Was it the body i was so proud about Until I saw it lying rotten beside!