Analysis of Pain

I wear death like a perfume
I will always be presence for you
I'm everywhere, and you cannot distance yourself from me
Don't attempt to flee; I'll always be right behind you
I'll arrive before anyone expects me to
I'll fill you with void and lift you on my shoulders
I'll walk you a little distance and drop you off
You will be dropped off to the charred forest fire
No, you wont burn, i shall not let you
Your voice will be heard throughout the world like a locomotive spewing smoke
Then i shall throw you into the river of grief
You wont drown
But you sure will suffocate.
                                             -pain