Day of dead

He stood there looking pale
Fear the owner of his soul
Words couldn't come out of his mouth
A rush of emotions he couldn't describe
Trouble is in the air
Death is around the corner
The demons are playing with his head
The devil welcomes him with a smile
Dying isn't scary
Wats scary is leaving behind every thing  that made his heart beat,
 This is the fear he faced
Leaving the earth without loving
Without feeling love
 without being fulfilled
Thoughts of regrets, on the day of dead.

Banji Coker