Quick, Silent, Deadly

If this is death,
Lurking next to me.
Just come out
And take me quick.
Please,
I don't want to feel a thing.
Do so before,
I have time to think
And regret my life.
Before I can say,
I haven't lived yet.
Or think of the one I love,
And ask for more time.
Take your ghostly scythe,
And swing it through me
Before I see it coming.
Slice my soul away.
And like a bolt of lightning,
From Zeus himself,
Strike me down.
Just take me quickly.