Rogue Wolf's blog: "Poetry by RW"

Darkness closing all around,
To hell my soul is being bound.
I begin to feel the last heart beat,
and soon death enters for me to meet.

I'll welcome him into my home,
and within his mind my words will roam.
I'll weave a story of hurt and pain,
of lovers lost within the drowning rain.

As I stare deep into his eyes,
I can hear the sound of each souls cries.
His head will begin to lower down,
and on his skeleton mouth appears a frown.

He stands up looking at me once more,
and speaks these simple words of lore.
"I've passed through time and taken lives,
seperating to many husbands from wives."

"Yours words are spoken from the heart,
and with that you and I shall part."
He turned away and left my sight,
and I knew then that Death was right.

For lives are taken and pain is cleaved,
and for those dead I have yet grieved.
But never give up when life seems rough,
for you can show the world your tough.