Death has studied me since birth!

He keeps his pen and pad close by,
taking note of my every downfall
as he prepares his plan of action.
For his amusement, he'll warn me
by doing a dry run in advance,
knowing I'm too busy to notice.

But every day I break out alive
brings me one day closer to him!

Michael Fischer

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-a-scholar-in-disguise/