Death Note

Time flies faster than the light,

Life is getting shorter than the night.

Everything seems to shut down gradually,

Death is calling me slowly and silently.

Am I getting old or death is getting near,

Whatever it is, I am getting expired.

I seem to realize that life is too short,

But guess I am too Late for the word.

Now that my time is getting closer to leave,

I wish to see a day filled with love.

Now that I am getting old,

I wish to see a day of hope fold.