I am The Watcher
Coursed, after
The Great Fall.
I guard you
while you sleep
I protect you
from the demons in your dreams
feeling a daemon
myself
with my wings in
chains.
In the silence I
whisper to you
I look at the
years passing on your skin
while the
eternity awaits
slowly your
light is fading away.
Fly
with me, fall with me
Will
you die for me?
The
fear which is causing your soul to freeze
it
is indeed what make your darkest dreams
A rain of roses
crimson fire
unchaste desire
unleashed
the despair
become my hail
Love,
my decay.
© Diana Mistera 2017
