Outside of my window
Perched upon an eerie tree
Sat a Raven still
Staring down at me.
Silent was my room
As the Raven croaked away.
I stared outside that window
Praying it would not stay.
Uncertain I was of its presence;
It surely must be a ghost!
But as my window screeched wide open
I became its frightened host.
Its eyes so cold;
Blacker than the night.
I stared down at its talons
And nearly died of fright.
I backed up against the wall
Yelling at it to go!
And to my demise it glared at me
Croaking the word 'No...'
Out towards the shadows
Near that eerie tree
The croaking grew louder
As a conspiracy showed itself to me.
I cried out in fear
Throwing my arms over my face
As the darkness grew closer
I knew I would soon die out of trace.
My screaming grew louder
As their talons pierced my flesh.
My body began to ache
While my blood ran sticky fresh.
I pushed my way out;
Towards the windowsill I ran.
I looked down at the floor
And prayed to God I'd land.
I jumped for my life!
And I fell...fell...fell...
I knew this was the end!
The end of my not so joyous tale.
I felt the fire rising
As my body scorched of pain.
Oh, how I could not take it!
I've surely become insane!
I closed my eyes tight
As a faint croaking began to rise.
'Go...Go...Go...'
This must be my untimely demise.
Oh, I can't take it!
I can't take it anymore!
Curse you retched birds!
Come near me nevermore!
I threw my arms in the air
Praying it would soon end,
When my eyes flew open
And I saw I was in my humble den.
I sat up still;
It was all a dream?
It couldn't have been
Yet I'm absolutely free!
But I looked outside my window
And perched upon that eerie tree
Sat that Raven still
Staring down at me.
"I shall never
leave..."
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A Collection of Poetry By An Angsty Young Adult
PoesíaThis is just a bunch of poems I wrote between the age of 17 and 20. Some do mention death, depression and murder. Please note that I do believe there are better options than cutting or suicide nor do I condone murder. My poems speak about topics met...