I Am Death

The fear. The anguish. The sadness.
Just a few familiar to me.
The confusion. The anger. The betrayal, I far too often see.
I don't enjoy my duty.
It's a task I unwillingly take.
To destroy the life of another to preserve the one I make.
Its not like I have the option.
I would stop and quickly forget.
But the ones who give me the orders have not let me retire just yet.
I must admit though, I enjoy the power.
Holding the lives of many in my hands.
But surely there's another way to get a thrill just the same.
I don't wish to harm others.
I'd be peaceful if I had the choice.
But in the world I live in, I don't have such a voice.
In a sense, I guess I'm no different.
I'm a victim of myself.
I'm just as dead as they are to accept the gruesome task I've dealt.
But till my orders have ended,
I will continue on and on.
Its really not so bad for all once they see the prize they've won.
Of course not all are so lucky.
Some were more evil than I.
I had a duty to fulfill. They chose to summon my eye.
They, regrettably, must burn.
Such a shame I must admit.
To throw one's life away when there so much more for them in the end.
But I am not the judge.
I do not send them on.
That is the decision of one more powerful than all.
But they will find mercy there.
Of that, I am assured.
It makes my job much more tolerable than it otherwise would.
That's why I do continue.
That's why I send souls on.
Death is just the beginning. There's much more once you're gone.