Grim Reaper

Wicked as the night,
I dream a vivid dream of Anxiety and fright.
A shadowy figure appears,
Filling my pounding heart up with fears.
Trouble comes to mind,
I run because help I must find.
Turning my head to look back,
Fast the image comes to attack!
Panicky I fall down,
Suddenly appeared a small ghost town.
Hurridly I stood up,
But not before my time was up.
The frigid shadow came to take me home,
But not to any place I'd ever known.
Unwillingly I must give in,
Maybe this Grim Reaper would finally win.

Sunday, January 08, 2006
Current mood: sleepy Category: Writing and Poetry
Currently watching:Final Destination (New Line Platinum Series)Release date: 01 June, 2004