Dark Crow Poem by sam, corrupt S, finley

A dark crow flies by a grave from the sky
It lands on my shoulder and stares at me
The crow says I’ll see you when you die
But all I can say is that I’m so so sorry
The crow was a sign for my horrible misdeed
Reminding me that it was me that killed her
I left her hanging for when she was in need
A memory of death got me thinking for sure
I welcome death I walk and it follows me but I don’t die
Everything around me is dead in ashes but exactly why?
She died and for that evil watches me constantly now
I just should have been there but I wasn’t somehow
The visits I got by the crow were four times a week
Swarms of crows grow and grow by the dark creek
I stand over a grave but my shadow does not appear
A cloaked woman smiles by the grave then she disappears
My name is carved in the grave I laugh
A presence behind me lingers in my path
The cloaked woman comes back in her hand is a picture
A picture of her that’s been taped I just couldn’t fix her
I fell to my knees and asked why are you doing this
A scythe appears to her hands out from the darkness
Crows gather around the ground repeatedly saying kill him
As she removes her hood she wipes the tears from my cheeks
She says I’m sorry but its time to die to atone for your sin
The grim reaper imitates her form and the way she speaks
I see through this petty disguise but I still lay down my life
Because I know there’d be no end to my tormented cries
Though the grim reaper seeks out weak-hearted souls
And I am nothing but one of those weak-hearted fools
But at least I got to see an image of her face again before I died
Now there’s no reason to shut out my thoughts or to ever hide