Harnidh Kaur · Oct 5, 2011
The Black Death Angel

I run place to place,
Trying to escape
That sickening feeling
Deep within me.

But it follows,
Relentless,
Not giving up,
Till I do.

Nothing seems right,
I seem to falter,
With every step I take,
It seems to loom larger.

What I this phantom fear,
Which seems to swallow me up?
Why is it there, inside of me,
In my head?

Is it the fear of losing you,
To the darkness,
Or is it the mortal fear,
Which resides in every mortal being?

The destruction has begun,
The unending process,
Eroding through me,
Day by day.

I start to degenerate,
It’s not in my hands,
You watch in horror,
Watch me slipping away.

I’ve entered an abyss,
One of dread,
A scary one,
With you far away.

I’m too far in it,
It’s now a part of me,,
I’m forced to remain caged,
For the rest of my days.

I hope memories of me,
The real one,
Remain with you,
For the times to come.

For now I’m your black death angel,
Till the end,
You cannot escape my fate now,
We will traverse together
Through this hell...

 
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