The black seeped through my eyes.

I saw nothing, but fear.

This was Death in disguise,

as it would appear.

Now I notice, this is real,

all I can manage is to weep.

Death creeped over and said, "Let's make a deal,"

He smirked and added, "although it certainly won't be cheap."

I let a sigh escape from my dry mouth and paid the price.

Death is tricky, try anything to avoid his game.

I lost my life, all due to dice,

and have been deemed insane.

He cackled in joy and spat,

"I have your soul!"

I whimpered and stared into the black pits he used for eyes,

and I softly agreed, "I know.."

The lights began to flicker and became very dim.

Death spoke with a deadly tone,

"I've got you now."

I woke up fast, realizing I'm all alone,

and simply wondered, "How?"