Good and bad

Young and old

Happy and sad

Gray and gold

I look at them all

To decide who will fall

But in the end

I just pretend

That they’re all the same

And spin a wheel like it’s a game...

Sometimes I wonder

If it should be my choice

My responsibility to decide

Who lives and who dies?

Such a big task

The weighing of hearts,

Bearing the burden of justice,

I’m starting to feel the cracks

Im horrid, Wretched

Causer of tears

Empty of feeling,

But who am I if not feared

Hades,

Yama,

Osiris

Odin

Many names but one choice

I am the grim reaper

Who chooses

Who lives and dies...

tell me,

what will become of me now?

i am immortal.

i am not one of love.

i was not made for such thing.

i have outlived countless lives.

each and every one of them taken

by my bloodstained grasp.

you know i can take your own single-handedly,

so why don’t you feel any fear?

your flesh decays,

while mine only persists.

i reap.

i don’t love.

so tell me,

why does your love shake me so?

i’m not...

I do not hate, I do not love,

I do not answer skies above.

No prayers, no pleas can make me wait—

I simply am. I simply take.

I walk unseen, a fleeting breath,

a whisper soft, a brush of death.

A child laughs, a mother sings,

a lover dreams of wedding rings—

I pass them by. Not yet. Not yet.

But he who runs with frantic feet,

she who sleeps where highways meet,

the one who sways on aching knees—...

One day I saw a bird

Who fell out of its tree

Its mother didn’t notice

And its siblings let her be

I picked the fallen bird up

Rested it on its side

I noticed its broken wing

And knew it wanted to die

But I ignored that gleam

I put it between some bushes

I made it a home; a cap of water in it

And I only hoped nothing would push it

I returned the next hour

With my father in tow

But the bird was ...

Its hard to choose

For all deserve a chance

I hate the way this works

I kill babies for gods sakes

children who haven’t loved yet

people who haven’t made their mark

Can I quit yet

Can i switch with cupid

Make people love and not remorse

When can I be done

I dont want to kill another one

Please dont make me

I press the button

all the time

sleepless nights

Its someone elses turn

I am ready to...

Why do I place my life in your incapable hands?

Giving you all my power and life force energy,

handing over my divine power and sacred sanctum,

Like I have no control of myself,

I hand myself over to you giving you control over me,

My mind, my heart, my soul, my body

when all you do is disappear like sand,

When you do, I fail to harness and retrieve my own being,

Often lost in displacing my own s...

A curse.

A curse that started with a promise

a promise of immortality.

Immortality, but at a cost

A high cost

I was young

young and naive

so naive i didn’t think twice

and now thinking twice is five times too few

i have eternal life

but with life comes death

and since i cannot die

it is i

i who decides

decides who is to die

every day i must choose

must choose a soul

a soul to snuff out

every da...

My job is death

I do it well

I choose who dies

And who survives

It’s not just me

There are others

I pick one

And so do they

We work together

Yet we are alone

I pick the evil

Others pick the good

One per day

Each of use choose

It’s hard sometimes

I’m full of guilt

They where bad

But had some good

And loved ones to

So am I just...

It’s been only twenty-three days since Stork quit his job, and there had already been 245 stillbirths and 31 sudden infant death syndromes.

Of course such a thing wouldn’t go unnoticed, but no matter how much everyone desperately sought his whereabouts, no one thought to check a zoo. Specifically a koala exhibit, where he and Grim Reaper just arrived at.

Stork gasped so deeply it sounded like he...