The Keeper

I am the Keeper.
I am the Reaper.
I am the collector of mortal souls.
There is no Heaven, nor Hell...
...just a space on my shelf,
for the pride of my collection.

Steel yourself for the times to come.
The path gets darker, the further you tread.
You will be done soon.

You're the future prize of my collection.
But not yet displayed.
-I WILL have you to call my own!-
You're still blissfully unaware.

Endlessly watching you,
waiting for you to expire.
But all I can do is watch.
I cannot manipulate.

Such a rare soul you are,
I will be the envy of all!
and still you grow old...

I'm still watching you...
...
Dusting my shelf...
....
Eager for your arrival.