The warden
August 31st, 2009, 2:17 PM
I'm a fan of death note and I was thinking and the idea for this poem came to me. Every paragraph reflects something from Death Note, in some way.
Life,
it ticks away,
with every passing second
of every day.
I look at you and,
from the corner of my eye,
I see the words
that shall make you die.
Taking out my pen
I begin to write,
every stroke send you
closer to that never ending night.
Forty seconds is all that remains,
of you.
Forty seconds
and then mu.
Life,
it ticks away,
with every passing second
of every day.
I look at you and,
from the corner of my eye,
I see the words
that shall make you die.
Taking out my pen
I begin to write,
every stroke send you
closer to that never ending night.
Forty seconds is all that remains,
of you.
Forty seconds
and then mu.