Poem........The Reaper

The Reaper                                                                                      

                            

I am being followed by an empty soul  in my dream.

He is always in a hurry to catch up with me.
I hear his footsteps drawing closer,                                                                                                             
untill their so close their almost on top of me.
All I see is a long black robe and hood and nothing inside.                                                                      That Im so scared all I want to do is hide.                                                                                              
My body is so scared my heart races,                                                                                               
I hear no evil no voices and all is quiet.                                                                                          
He never hurt me in my dream,                                                                                                                   
it seems to him it's just a game.                                                                                                                   
Then I finally fall back into a deep sleep,                                                                                                    
just to dream it all over again.                                                                                                                     
To be followed by an empty soul.

 by Gabi Bales