A Dive into the Oblivion (A poet's sea)

Baggage

One stormy night I met a girl

With baggage larger than she was

And looking inside her bag, it was

Filled with death and loss.

I stumbled upon the realisation

She was so young and beautiful

How can the fate turn out

So heartless and cruel?

“Bear this in mind, sweetheart

Sometimes, falling down is good

A bit of my stuff falls with me

And cross the line I drew”

With that she went towards the forest

I couldn't help but watch

A scream filled with agony echoed

I ran grabbing my torch.

There she was lying in blood

And it was black in colour

She died beneath her heavy bag

It's darkness spread all over.

~Andromeda