Death

I look out through my window, and all I can think of is you

The invisisble man that scares everyone,

the uncomfortable shed that spreads over the world like the sky

you make people cry whenever you want

and you don't care if it's a kid

you come to visit uninvited

you enter the house without knocking

you take what you want without request, then

you leave behind agony wherever you go

you have no sympathy for you visit everyday

The orange of humans you take with you

you can't be a friend and ou can't be sent away

and honestly you are the shadows that we live in everyday

I closed my window and I still think of you, and then I know you are everywhere

You are cruel and unkind

and that which you wish you always get

your ubiquity is unlimited and you move about because the sky is the limit.