MY DREAM EVERY NIGHT

I walk along a gravel path but then i stop and i am frozen in my tracks. at the end of this path is a figure waring all black. he has sharp teeth, red eyes  and huge beautiful black wings but i am not afride of this guy .

Every night in my dreams he is always counting up and comeing closer and closer but i am not scared in fact i wish to run to him .

I wish to know what he wants but i am frozen where i stand.

I call out to it but its like my voice is never hurd by it. i wonder all the time is it the angel of death? and if so i welcome him with open arms and even its not i still welcome it .

I am not scared of this strange creature for i am even stranger. i wish for it to just run and not walk as slow as a turtle every night in my dream it slowly walks to me always counting up but i have no idea what for .  

I am not scared to die i told it meany times .

With his beautiful black wings and its blood colored eyes it slowy walks down the path each and every night .

My heart breakes for it and my soul cries i feel so sorry for it this poor thing that is only seen at night.

Maby its the other me the dark and twisted soul i buried or maby its the angel of death who is slowly takeing me to my finle rest.......