My Angel

What made me cold?
Did I feel your breath,
my Angel of Death -
you're watch in your hand
as the minutes tick by to my end?
All my life you've been
waiting here at my side -
we're the very closest of friends.
You've never strayed,
my Angel of Death,
more than a heart beat away.
The contract we signed
on the day of my birth
will be honoured
right to the end.
There's no legal loophole;
to let us get out;
it's the most watertight
thing in the world.
So Angel of Death,
when I feel your breath
and it makes me
shudder with cold,
I know you're here,
you're watch in your hand
as the minutes tick by to my end.