Utter Possibility

The utter possibility

of your untimely death,

It is set upon myself.

I wait,

lusting for it to be lies..

For I heard of no fire,

no rumble of the earth.

There's no news of a catastrophe,

let that be heard.

How are you dead?

Yes, I see you.

You lay helplessly upon that floor,

blood flowing out in prestigious manner,

straight crimson lines cover the floor.

How are you dead?

There is no severe wound.

Several pills lay in a bottle,

yet not enough are missing 

for that to be the cause.

"How are you dead?",

I think aloud.

This isn't right.

He's not to go.

Angel of Death,

take me in place of him.

Take me in payment

 of his immortal sin.

How is he dead?

Take me.

Take me instead.

Author's Note

Another Fallen Angel poem...I keep experimenting.
----From a human's view(his lover's)

Reviews

[Amanda Naomi]

ohhhh! i like it....i like it alot! i wish i had known it was a fallen angel from the start tho....it would have been so much more enchanting!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

traced with a dogtrotted wording good read.

[Jess Holden]

I love this :) very interesting... keeps me thinking

[☯]

An amazing poem! I can feel the agonizing thoughts and emotions running through the girl's mind. The last stanza was absolute killer. :)

[Helpless]

breathtaking ending! you rock!

[Alicia Hirshey]

This is beautiful

[CharlesMonroe]

This is beautiful Naomi (: I love it. I love the whole fallen angel thing, amazing (:

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the tale and the way the poem flowed in meaning and desire. I like the desire to take the place of another to make the pain less. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[TheRavenQueer]

Epic, dude. Epic. :) I was captivated from the very first words. Loved it!