Letter from the Dark

When the door bell chimed,
The Letter from the dark arrived.
looking into his solemn eyes,
With the dark clouds of fear I cried.

Reading the letter with curious eyes,
Harsh words “Till Tuesday Night You Fight”.
Now through the roof top that shimmering light,
I hear the sound of the Angels grime.

Two days to go for that ugly Night,
Like a nocturnal creature I lament with fright.
Waiting for the dooms day to descend on me, 
My brain behaves like a wilted tree.

Death on the horizons of this wretched life,
But this twisted mind wants more days to cry.
This time is ticking and my tears have dried
Please give me more days to survive!!!

Today Is the Tueday and ten minutes left before I die,
Waiting for my cerebral assasin to take me on a drive.
Seconds by seconds I now consume death,
With the stroke of Twelve my life would end.

Hey I am dying every minute waiting for that moment,
within no seconds my body would wither in pieces.
But what about the soul i have embodied,
Would it ever rest in peace ???