My faith

Its about an angel of death coming to collect my soul

Its the middle of the night 

I looked out of my window

and I saw a mystical creature

with beautiful black wings

I knew what it came for

it came to take my useless life

and I accepted my faith

Author's Note

I mostly write dark poems and not all of them ryhm

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Only when the time comes does he come for you...you're still here...so you must have been dreaming...nothing wrong with dark writes...just enjoy what you like to put to paper...