Dark, Fantasy, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

The Reaper

Haley Scully
Photo by Duanu00e9 Viljoen on Pexels.com
In the dark of night, 
Silence hanging heavy in the air, 
The reaper comes to visit
Reeking of death, he grins, 
A jagged imitation of a smile
Slowly, deeply, 
He tells me of unknown things
An attractive amalgamation
Of morbid tales, false illusions, pretty lies, 
Spilling from his curled lips
With a bony finger, he beckons me
Toward temptation, once again
With a sigh, I turn away, 
Content to live another day

© 8 May 2019, by Haley Scully

Published by Haley Scully

Hi! I'm Haley Scully, an introvert who loves all things creative and nerdy. I love writing about those topics, too! Whether it's animals, video games, anime, poetry, or all of the above, I want to share my passions with the world.

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