Human Nature

I have lived upon this world for centuries.

I have watched everyone I have ever known.

Anyone I have ever touched or spoken to wither away

I have watched all of those I hold dear fall and never return.

I have seen all the agony and pain of the humans. 

I have seen it all.

 

You, see, over these centuries upon this desolate ball of dirt. 

I have seen everything. 

I have tried muliple times to end this horride life I live. 

But Death will not me to the other side.

Death will not take me to my friends, to my family, and to my love. 

Death refuses to take me away from this lonely, despair that I now know. 

Death will take me away from this immortal curse. 

The curse that was bestowed upon me from the beings known as Life and Death. 

They are the ones who have cursed me to this hell. 

 

Now, you may ask yourself "why?" 

Why was I cursed to this never-ending torture? 

The truth is I was once the shadow that took away the light.

I was once the deadly angle that took away people's souls. 

I was once the one to make humans fear both Night and Day. 

I was once the one who made everyone unsafe. 

I was once the one the source of humans' anxiety and fear. 

I was once the killer of many. 

I was once the one that ever human feared. 

Not matter their age or their strenght. 

 

I was once the one who made humans fear their own kind. 

I was a killer and I was truly immortal.

I took away many lives. 

And I cursed many hopes and dreams.

 

I was once known to everyone. 

I was once an accepted reality.

I was a thing humans tried to change, but failed. 

I was the monster that humans try to break away from. 

I was once known to every humans. 

 

Now, I am nothing more than a story, a fable. 

Now, I am nothing more than the monster that lies in every humans' hearts. 

Now, I am an immortal curse that has been faded from the humans' minds. 

But alaways lingering quietly in their hearts. 

Now, I wonder the Earth, never to reach the Heaven above. 

Now, I am Human Nature. 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

HannahJ911

I wrote this as a writing prompt for my writers' club. We each write down a prompt and threw it into a hat. We mixed them up and each picked one. I ended getting "Why won't Death take your soul?" This is end result of it. 

rosewaterdevil

this is really good, keep writing :)

HannahJ911

Aww. Thank you!

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