Hiya Guys! So I've taken a liking to writing poems about the SUPERNATURAL family well because they're awesome! :)
Anyway hope you enjoy them :P
This story is about Mary Winchesters death.
THE MAN IN BLACK
Flames burning bright as light,
faces changing, tangled
distort.
Screaming at a man in black,
no not Will Smith
A man who stands above
mu baby's cot.
3 drops - and he's gone
but without a gift,
now that would be cruel.
A force so evil that I'm thrown against the wall,
dragged by my hair to
the cold, white ceiling making
my baby look really small.
I scream but no words are
heard, flashbacks of my past
my first hunting trip, my first
kill.
Slowly, very slowly I realize
my bodies stopped working except my eyes, they keep wondering
who the man in black is.
Before my last breath, before
my heart stops, I look.
I look to the man in black.
The one with the yellow eyes.
P.s I'm going to try and update every week starting the week after next.
let me know what you thought please, criticism is accepted and please tell me of any improvements that i could have.
Also any requests for the next poem?
-A
