Death,

wraps its fingers around me,

as I struggle.

Death,

laughs as I struggle,

amused by my fear,

amused by my strong will to escape,

enjoying the sight of the frightened me.

Death,

slowly tortures me, 

as he slowly wraps me with his fingers,

leaving me in total darkness,

as I fall deeper into hell.

Death,

a sadist,

a monster,

an inevitable thing.

Death,

sometimes a sadist

yet sometimes kind

Death,

takes away sad lives,

taking away the pain and the suffering,

kindness overflowing.

Death,

takes away happy lives,

bringing pain and suffering to loved ones ,

enjoying the suffering and pain shown,

a sadist.

Death,

a sadist,

a kind person, 

is how we describe it.