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