Repeating Occurrence

Again? You seem to be following Here it is, and again you appear. Will you leave me? Or will you always stay? Haunting. Have you not taken enough with decay? Don't you see what you're causing? You fill us with fear, anger, and realization. One soul wasn't enough, Now you're taking more without hesitation. It is every year. No breaks. No rest. You return on the prowl, Devourering with a technique you know best. What more do I have to give? My sanity is shaken. Take my heart. For now, it is the only one left to be taken. I can see the lit stoplight. The dead end. The tomb stone. Yes, the end is here. We have the pleasure to see it coming. But whose pleasure is it really? Death is accepted and death lies in our future. But isn't life supposed to be precious and timeless? Life is to live. Living is making experiences. Life is random and unplanned. When death is presented on a board, The life of yours is all ready stolen. Now you know. Your completion date is calling.