Beloved Reaper

Dark Angel of God, here for my soul,
Mysterious prince from beyond the grave,
You've come at last to revive my spirit,
By destroying the life that can't be saved.

Remove me from this desolate land,
That breeds only greed, fear, and hate.
I've fought for love and joy and cheer,
For such in return; but too little, too late.

Contempt for survival and the breath in my chest,
I've lost all other purpose to live,
So cease the beating of this wretched heart,
It's the only gift I ask for that only you can give.

Take from me this horrid world,
Take away my life and keep her,
Release my soul to whatever awaits it,
Visit my bed, Beloved Reaper.