When the reaper wails, the soul cries out,
It screams and shouts inside the body,
''Thine last place has arrived, thou shalt not survive! '' he screams,
The soul, it hugs the body, utterly distressed,
Darkness followed me everywhere,
Like the mist that cloaks the deadly world.
The word betrayal, stamped onto my forehead,
like an abuse of some kind.
The girl with those mesmerizing eyes,
Eyes filled with love,
The beautiful wheatish skin,
The natural beauty of a pearl,
I was not a powerful soul;
I was the dreamer.
I was not a beautiful soul;
I had my fair share of scars and bruises.
Your eyes so deep, I drown in them.
They pull me into themselves,
your brown orbs, just like the murky water,
As I struggle to swim up,