The Living Broken (Poetry)

Heartbreaker

The dark skies hovering above you,
Bring about a storm wolves howl to.

The cold distinct wind,
Makes your spine quiver and shake.

The omnimous noises,
That escalate into screams.

You're scared, but you're not.

You'll survive, but you can't.

You'll turn, as you should.

You'll scream, as you must.

Then you'll become one, like everyone else. You are the gatecrasher to the underworld and you have no fear.

You are the undertaker, but yet your devilish eyes tell me you're just a heart-breaker.