Fan Fiction ❯ Deal With The Reaper ❯ Deal With The Reaper ( Chapter 1 )
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By: decayingangelofdeath 
My outlook on death and a deal I made with myself one day after I owke up crying from a nightmare of my family dieing, along with me. I made this deal with myself because I was sick and tired of living in fear. I was around ten I think when I swore this.
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My outlook on death and a deal I made with myself one day after I owke up crying from a nightmare of my family dieing, along with me. I made this deal with myself because I was sick and tired of living in fear. I was around ten I think when I swore this.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 08.20.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 517 | Visits: 486 | Status: Completed
Deal With the Reaper
Death is a cruel word we do not like to hear
It brings sadness and pain
Hatred and fear
We all fear the illusion of the grim reaper wearing a robe
We all want to believe that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel
There are no illusions in my eyes
My eyes always show sadness and fear
People would believe I am a fine porcelain doll
One that is only put on display
For if you touch me I might break
I guess this is true
When I was little I saw death first hand
I always had a fear of it and always had nightmares of it
Sometimes I woke up crying
Sometimes I would hide it all in the pit of my stomach
Slowly churning and making me feel queasy in the end
One day I got fed up and made a deal with myself
“I will not fear death, in fact I won’t think about it at all.”
Death was such a vile word
Even though I watched my grandmother slowly slip away to it
I did not weep until no one could see
It only lasted five minutes though
The funeral was the same
I did not cry at her funeral like the others
I was quite cheerful there and I even went over to my best friend’s house to spend the night
Soon I forgot all about her death and my life went on
Some call it heartless
Even I think so
But a deal is a deal I thought to myself
My eyes always want to shed those dormant tears
Sometimes I weep for no reason
I pity myself then
Another person I knew past away last night
I did not know him that well
But I knew him anyhow
I cried fake tears for my friend to hear on the phone
I did not want her to think I was heartless
Still I think she could tell
During the moment that I heard his death my mind thought
‘Oh well what’s done is done. Who knows maybe she’s next, hell maybe me I can never tell.’
Car accidents happen so suddenly and quick
Sometimes one refuses to believe that the other is dead
I don’t know for I have never been in one
I have never killed someone
If they died there then it was meant to be
After all that’s what preachers’ preach
God works in mysterious ways
At least that’s what we think
So don’t think about death and the pain will never come
Fear will still be there, but the pain won’t
At least that’s what I believe
And it works…for me
Death is a cruel word we do not like to hear
It brings sadness and pain
Hatred and fear
We all fear the illusion of the grim reaper wearing a robe
We all want to believe that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel
There are no illusions in my eyes
My eyes always show sadness and fear
People would believe I am a fine porcelain doll
One that is only put on display
For if you touch me I might break
I guess this is true
When I was little I saw death first hand
I always had a fear of it and always had nightmares of it
Sometimes I woke up crying
Sometimes I would hide it all in the pit of my stomach
Slowly churning and making me feel queasy in the end
One day I got fed up and made a deal with myself
“I will not fear death, in fact I won’t think about it at all.”
Death was such a vile word
Even though I watched my grandmother slowly slip away to it
I did not weep until no one could see
It only lasted five minutes though
The funeral was the same
I did not cry at her funeral like the others
I was quite cheerful there and I even went over to my best friend’s house to spend the night
Soon I forgot all about her death and my life went on
Some call it heartless
Even I think so
But a deal is a deal I thought to myself
My eyes always want to shed those dormant tears
Sometimes I weep for no reason
I pity myself then
Another person I knew past away last night
I did not know him that well
But I knew him anyhow
I cried fake tears for my friend to hear on the phone
I did not want her to think I was heartless
Still I think she could tell
During the moment that I heard his death my mind thought
‘Oh well what’s done is done. Who knows maybe she’s next, hell maybe me I can never tell.’
Car accidents happen so suddenly and quick
Sometimes one refuses to believe that the other is dead
I don’t know for I have never been in one
I have never killed someone
If they died there then it was meant to be
After all that’s what preachers’ preach
God works in mysterious ways
At least that’s what we think
So don’t think about death and the pain will never come
Fear will still be there, but the pain won’t
At least that’s what I believe
And it works…for me