The crow
As light leaves something comes after me
Worse then thieves or my many grieves
I cannot sleep
It shall come for you to if you do not believe
This something is pure evil in the form of a crow
No matter how hard I try to escape
His talons drape and scrape away my hope
Telling me I need to get a rope
IM NOT READY TO LEAVE
I scream
Always wishing it will be a dream
As im twisting to be set free
From the crows evil scheme
To bring me to my knees in defeat
The crow
Now in my mind
Tells me its time
I would cringe at the thought of losing my life
But im tired of the fight
The crow changes shape as it becomes light
Im faced with an awful sight as the crow changes
Tears start to flow
As I gaze at the crow a familiar face glares back
I have to give you praise
As I see myself with anger ablaze
The look in my eyes
Something snapped and wants to die
My reflection moves its mouth as to speak
But all that can be heard is the desire to die
Blood thirsty and not worthy
As I step up to my faith
I say bye to my crow for the last time
And look myself in the eye
I relies I am my own crow
But angels don't die
I thought as I decended