Raven And I

 
In the black of night
there was no moon 
nor were their stars 
just the dead of darkness
staring back at me 
I blinked once 
I blink twice and on three 
nothing had changed 
Just the howling wind and me 

and just like that he appeared
my Raven perched upon my windowsill
like someone had been keeping it warm for him all this time? 

gasping for air 
I just couldn't breathe
I couldn't feel my heart beat 
all I could see was two round soul catchers
they were his eyes 
​​​​​staring at me 
​​​​​in this, the pit of darkness 

and as he spoke 
I knew what was coming
after all, by now I was used to these moments 

he told me…
grief will come in many forms 
but the form in which you choose to see it 
will be the one that stays forever 

and with that, he flew away…
into what I could only describe
were, the devil’s curtains.