I saw Death yesterday
He stared me right in the eyes, tightening his grip around his soul
Tearing it from his body,
He couldn’t breathe, his wheezing still etched in my mind
His frail, broken down body; the very last thing to give out
I clutched his hand, but he couldn’t respond, his skin was so soft
Death was laughing in our faces and wrenching our hearts
And tears filled our eyes, he uttered sounds and struggled with his arms
As if trying to fight back, as if trying to see us one last time;
Before death drained him dry and claimed him
And the pain, he hurt, and we hurt
And I remember wishing I could heal him, fix him somehow
But Death had already been there to sedate him, maybe he was allowed one last dream
Before he slipped away, we took his hand, and I whispered Goodbye,
Through my tears, and I hurt so bad, for them
Those left behind,  
Death came and took him seconds after we left him,
We turned pale and sad, and an empty spread through me
Like an intravenous frost in my veins, I couldn’t feel
Anything but the sadness, Death did his deed,
And I said Goodbye,
Goodbye my friend