Poe's Unfinished Poem

I feel him coming, the darkness screams

The shadows begin to hide

It's the evil that lives inside my dreams

And he will not be denied

He comes to carry my soul away

I've always done his will

My sins are revealed, it's time to pay

For the things I've done with my quill

He calls my name in a monotone voice

And whispers, "It's time to go"

I scream, "I'm not ready" but have no choice

As the demons start chanting, "Poe"

He comes ever closer I can feel his breath

As the air around me turns cold

I can feel his claws bringing me death

As he reaches for the soul that I sold

I now see the reaper, I recognize his face

He's not who I thought he would be

He's someone we see all over the place

You know him as......................

Reviews

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

That's so f'n awesome!!!! Sorry that probably sounds kinda immature, but the piece is hauntingly beautiful, chilling and, and, just amazing!!

[....]

Such a powerful dark read, love it

[Serenity Faith]

The way you left the last line open, added even more to the haunting effect of this POEm. As always you're an amazing writer. Continue to keep up the more than amazing work.

[Annabelle Lee]

This is dark, Aa little scary I have to admit. But you are such a good writer, Whisk how have I not heard of your works before? You seem to have such a practiced hand and It's unbelievable the amount of talent you have, stringing words together to make not just a poem but a feeling, a lyrical, magical feeling. Thank you for sharing with us your talents.

A.L.