I wrote this when I first met someone very special to me. I was lost and on a destructive path. She has helped me more than any one in my life ever has. I love her more than I could ever begin to say...
Reaper's Path
The darkened horizon looms with an ominous figure in the distance,
A figure - unclear,
It approaches - slowly to reveal it's face in the growing mist.
It stretches out it's boney hand,
beckoning me to come closer.
I turn - not to face him,
for I fear the path that he will lead me.
He touches my shoulder with his boney hand, shivers run through my skin.
His grasp is hard,
Torturous - unearthly.
I turn to look into his souless eyes,
Unable to break his spell,
I follow down the path he leads me.
Where am I going?
What am I doing following such a path?
Tis this be my destiny...
My fate...
Only the Reaper knows what is true.
Do I follow...Is it his voice I hear?
Or is it yours - whispering in the dark..
Not to follow such a destructive path...
 Vv_Stefan_vV · Tue Dec 05, 2006 @ 11:20pm · 0 Comments |
