Soul Reaper

Soul Reaper

Copyright 2008
Serdar Aydemir

I found myself in an interesting predicament,
For you see this day was the last I was dormant.
Walking through was when the problem arose,
An hour past from when I left Primrose.
There is no fallacy, listen closely my friends and all,
I tell you a tale of when my spirit would fall.

I look up and the glass was intact but in fact,
That split second was when my mind attacked!
Taking a step I approached with caution,
But then realized the witch had given me a potion!
I took a sip to only hope that I'd be awoke,
But something else was gravely exposed.
My hands a tremble and my mind of smoke,
From the ashen ground a dark angel arose!
Was this for real, is my mind a joke?
This couldn't be more than what a mind could evoke.
I speak to the angel calm in throat,
"What is it you seek?"
He replied, "Your life has been rewrote."
I tremble in fear as this is not clear,
From whence an hour how did I get here?
"This is my domain." The angel had speaketh.
"Your soul has been stained now live with the pain."
I did not understand, "Why me? Why?" I cried!
But he did not respond and then it dawned,
The angel was speaking but where had he gone?
Then it struck, a pain in my heart,
I felt as though my soul fell apart!
Fallen to my knees and left unclear,
The angel would appear right before my fear.
"I feel your pain." He spoke wielding a chain.
"Your soul I detain." Is what he explained.
This cannot be true, what will I do?
I argue but then he withdrew.

I realized this would be my demise,
For I returned to the world of flowers and butterflies.
Stricken, I walk dead and cold,
Pondering my name, no life and no soul.
Never to escape the fate I await,
Never to look back but to only wait.
Ever to remember that day in November,
For the angel will speaketh,
"I possess your life forever."