• Count to ten and try not to peek through your fingers
    though the sound of laughter still lingers
    in the air
    as the wind tussles your hair.

    I could be hiding behind a tree
    but you will never see me
    because I'm silent and still
    it's just a part of the thrill.

    Watched you sleep, watched you grow
    but you will never know
    my face
    not this time, not in this place.

    The hour is almost here
    you have not a thing to fear
    I didn't want to startle you
    but this must come to past, it's true.

    There's no need to pretend
    because I find all in the end
    life is one big game of hide and seek
    and it's more fun when you don't peek.

    I am Death
    here to watch your last breath
    you cannot run, you cannot hide
    by my rules all men must abide.