Grim Reaper

infinitely far from where i stand
breathing down my neck
it haunts me
it haunts me still
the candle wax slowly disappears
fades into a dream
it haunts my
it haunts my soul
cobwebs tethered thick around my skull
i’m howling at the moon
who haunts the
who haunts the world
you told me you’d be waiting on the train
i’m miles from the station, you’re not here
the grimmest reaper moving us along
they’re telling me to walk into the dark