Till Death Do us Part

A vengeful spirit and a longing to love.

In the cold dark room

Bestows the shadow

Deaths cold gloom

Corners the widow

 

As she screams

A hurtful cry

Large bright beams

Fill the sky

 

Her hope returns

She begins to smile

Until her light

Starts a fire

 

As the house

Goes up in flames

She feels trapped

As a shackled slave

 

Out the corner

Out of the house

Haunted from her

Former spouse

 

He is so desperate

Filled with despair

A wonder on why

His wife never cared

 

Wondered on why

Why she had left

"promise you sweetheart

I loved you to death."

 

He cried out

While stalking behind her

As she ran through darkness

Her soul he will capture

 

"You think you could leave

It is really not that easy

It's till death does us part

Remember my sweetie."

 

As the apparition

Continued to cry

He manifested a scythe

And faster he'd fly

 

Closer and closer

His soul grew near

He closed in

And she was struck with fear

 

There she falls

Down to her knees

Clenching her chest

And feeling the breeze

 

The man reared up

And gripped the scythe

The woman fell over

losing all sight

 

There she lay

Still on the floor

It was not the time

She could have felt more

 

Dropping the scythe

The ghostly man wept

Slowly he cried

And closer he crept

 

He felt her skin

And held her tight

He thought to himself

"This wasn't right."

 

He lifted her head

Up to his chest

He tore up his soul

At least what was left

 

A small voice

Spoke very slow

Till death do you part

Our love will soon grow

 

He sunk down

And accepted his fate

His ghostly appearance

Began to fade.

Author's Note

Subject to change anytime in the future.