Deaths Cycle (Poem)

Forever lost in heavy mist blinded, consumed by darkness, it hates.
It ponders lifelessly, soullessly it wonders the forgotten palace it calls home.

Distracted by the blackness of its body, it assumes battle plans.
Undoubtedly craving for souls, it gives off a cloudy aura.

You can not kill it for it can only kill you, do not fear it for it does not fear you.
At the sound of death it hunts, lusting for fresh souls, it appears.

Struggle all you want for when it is your time, its your time.
It casts a deadly fear in your eyes, you will scream.

You are cast into oblivion, where you find darkness.
Roam freely for the world you have been cast has no end.

You are forever lost in a heavy mist blinded, consumed by darkness, you hate.
You ponder lifelessly, soullessly you wonder the forgotten palace you call home.

You are now it.

*I would never really post such a dark poem, im genuinely more toward life like poetry. This is just resembling how i have been feeling the last couple weeks.*