Fair Trade

My soul is old
corroded and empty
my flesh withered in my eyes
I walk into the night
searching for the way out
and pass cemeteries
cold and gray
looking for the right one
to sit upon a grave
beneath dead trees
gnarled limbs
lifeless as am I
cold ground inviting
to rest for eternity
by myself
no pain of heartbreak
no way to feel fear
no more tears
one less mouth to feed
my blessing
so I lay my body down
wind blowing dust away
wanting me to stay
and I wait
I wait until it stands before me
death knowing all I see
skeleton hand reaching to me
dagger tasting blood
as he slides it down my arms
sweet pain I feel release
and I see his cloak enfolding me
his lips now flesh upon me
as his body takes on life
my life
and I know the deal's not done
so I succumb to his lust for sin
and merge my want for death
touch my heartbeat
slowly fading
as my clothes slip away
to expose the real flesh
for him to see the truth
knowing what he doesn't have
the only life there is
and he is hate
pure rage, that he takes my body
slowly for his own
in an act I once had made
when I felt nothing less than love
his eyes shine tears
so that he finally turns away
and I see him once a god
now fallen as he takes all lives
for the reason he wants to be
and my blood flows to his feet
making mine what's his
and as I fall for him
he slowly walks away
my want for death
his only chance for life.