The Grim Reaper? Or Just Another Human? Poem by Pranesh Varan

in the land between heaven and hell
i walk shadowless
haunting all that's living and dead
equipped with fear misery and rage
i peer into myself
hoping to stumble upon
something that'll kill me too
i never had creed, no faith, no hope
the only realiable weapon- my blithering soul
i had no reason to live
until i met you when everything changed

i have a new identified purpose to live
a reason to smile again
a joy of being truly loved
but i see that all getting clouded
as you push me further away
into my very own dark and dreary dungeons
to battle with my feelings and desolation all alone