Death Note

Black, frightening, unwanted, unknown, These eyes draw me back, far away from home, As I look into the face of death, My insides feel like they are in a mess, Confusion and uproar, all going through my head, I cannot believe I am about to be dead, I grab a pen and paper to let every one know, I try to write quickly, but I'm shaking and slow......... I wake up to see nothing but flames, Incripted in my chest I see my name, I hope that one day, some one will find what I wrote, And then all can see, my final death note.