The Reaping

After "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe how long shall I be dreaming of this place where darkness abounds who shall lift me gleaming show me your light and heavenly sounds (or are you the reaper, coming for my eyes) none then come to douse my sorrow can there be such, so morbid as this a smile or a whisper, could I not borrow a scent, enchanting laughter, one last kiss (oh reaper no need for a raven disguise) the wind howls at me, hurling shadows I am but one step from the door I think of her and my heart slows this loss is eating away my core (oh reaper why seek so my demise) incessant, ticking time peace on the wall speed up now for this lonely lost soul take me from this sorry night’s thrall ah but I see, can I ever again be whole (I forget reaper, you own these night skies) why then contemplate matters so grave surely shall my spirit soar again and yet my love I could not save this place forever then a place of pain (come on then reaper, together shall we rise)