Death Poem by Katrina Wallace

On a cold winter's night


A lone figure
Stares out their window


They watch and look
As people and cars pass them


Snow mixed with rain falling
Covering/soaking the road and trees


But none care or realize


That they could die
Anytime or anywhere


As the lone figure
Stands and watches


A shadow steps up behind
They can sense the coldness


The chilling terror as lips parted
As pain burst from within them


And on this cold winter's night

A life is forever lost to them all