When Death Came

A single tear slid down my cheek, as death extended his hand toward me. When in the throes of illness and intense pain, you ignored me. When descended to the depths of despair, feelings of worthlessness and abandonment rampant in my soul, you refused to release me. All those times I prayed, begging you to end it, you scorned me. Now you're here, and I find that I'm not ready.