Life or Death? Fear or Safe?

I always wondered what death felt like
Yet I never did have the courage
To find out
That was before one horrible event
This one event changed my actions,
 My thought process, even my out look on life
See that one event took all I had
Fate had decided to finally step in 
However it was the wrong time
It was a little to late

The creature had gotten to me first
I could barley see my blood flowing
Away from my body
My blood knew I no longer need it's
Help to keep me alive
My body felt like it was ice even near
The fire place
Never once did I believe that I could 
Become so cold and not being able together 
warmth

The creature kept on beating me
I would scream for help, cry out in pain
Yet that did not stoop the creature
It was more like the creature was deft
I knew that could not be true
The Creature was getting pleasure from my pain
How could this be happening
I was supposed to be good in the creatures eyes
Instead I am trash just taking up room

I knew that I wasn't going to make it
Even by some odd chance I did
How much time would I be free
The creature has so much power
Enough power that it's darken his soul
The creature needs to hold on to the power
Power gives him great joy
If suddenly he lost his power than....
Then he will be weak

Sadly I know that will never happen
I could tell you the exact moment when Fate stepped in
By the time help arrived I was fighting
To keep my eyes open
People grab the creature
I could no longer feel his weight
Holding me down any longer
I heard the sweetest voice
Asking questions trying to keep me talking

I knew my time was up
No longer could I keep death away
I didn't feel afraid of death
Surprisingly I felt safe
No one would ever be able to hurt me again
I want to say "thank-you and good-bye"
To whomever held that sweet voice
However it was already to late
I felt at the very moment when my heart stopped

The sweetest voice didn't try to bring me back
The voice must have seen the pain I was in
And didn't want to make me suffer any longer
The voice was the one who gave me my funeral
I used to hover over my gravestone
The voice would always come to my grave
Never saying a word
Just standing there crying
At one point I head the voice
"You had given everything you had,
even in death you are missed!"

I never truly understood what the voice meant
It was hard for me to even believe that someone cared
How could anyone care about me
No one knew who I was
I knew that this had to be a joke
Now all I need was to get the voice to admit it

That was going to be the very hard to do
There was never a day that the voice didn't visit 
At first I wanted to get rid of the voice
I saw no point
Couldn't wrap my mind around why
The more I tired to understand
The more I was stumped

At last I gave up I had a good feeling
That I would never understand 
Than it dawn of me
The voice saw something 
No one saw in me before
The voice saw what ever it was

When fate took my life into it's own hands
The voice seen a bright future for me
Yet the voice knew it was to late for me
The voice comforted me
Until Fate took me away
At last I understand what the voice meant

Now my soul was finally able to rest in peace