Death

It grasps both young and old
Its cold grip
Leaves no tale untold
Of those that could survive and tell
Are left with memories
That could come from hell
Why bother?
Why hope?
All you can do is just stay and mope
Because your life will never be the same
And once you know
You'll scream in vain
There’s no turning back
No time to tame
The monster that can change your life
You can't deny
That deathly grip that grasps us all
That leaves no rock uncovered
The cloud that darkly hovers
Over our everyday lives
And leaves no tale untold
Here, behold the one that sees last moments
Of both young and old