{"id":2535,"date":"2019-12-08T07:00:19","date_gmt":"2019-12-08T11:00:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/?p=2535"},"modified":"2019-12-15T22:28:18","modified_gmt":"2019-12-16T02:28:18","slug":"the-grim-reaper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/2019\/12\/08\/the-grim-reaper\/","title":{"rendered":"The Grim Reaper"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have a tattoo of the grim reaper<\/p>\n<p>On my left arm<\/p>\n<p>Though I have not journeyed with him<\/p>\n<p>I feel we are close friends<\/p>\n<p>I have spent many a night<\/p>\n<p>Begging for him to collect me and<\/p>\n<p>Hold me in his arms like a long-lost sibling<\/p>\n<p>He has not indulged me<\/p>\n<p>For better or for worse<\/p>\n<p>He has instead visited me on nights<\/p>\n<p>That I have fallen into a sleep so deep<\/p>\n<p>It is as if I am sinking underwater<\/p>\n<p>He tells me tales of others like me<\/p>\n<p>Who after facing his bittersweet rejection<\/p>\n<p>Have cradled just a slither of hope<\/p>\n<p>And nurtured it, embraced it and<\/p>\n<p>Nourished it<\/p>\n<p>As if it were a tiny human<\/p>\n<p>Allowing it to grow, mature and blossom<\/p>\n<p>Until it nestled itself<\/p>\n<p>Into the darkest corners of the beggar\u2019s mind<\/p>\n<p>Screaming at the highest decibel<\/p>\n<p>Each time they pleaded with the reaper<\/p>\n<p>Until eventually<\/p>\n<p>They ceased imploring<\/p>\n<p>Knowing the reaper would knock gently<\/p>\n<p>When it was time to go<\/p>\n<p>Hope, is no small thing<\/p>\n<p>He declared, preparing to leave<\/p>\n<p>I nod and begrudgingly agree<\/p>\n<p>Hope has always lingered on the peripheries of my mind<\/p>\n<p>It is time to become truly acquainted<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Photo by <a href=\"https:\/\/unsplash.com\/@greystorm?utm_source=unsplash&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_content=creditCopyText\">Ian Espinosa<\/a> on <a 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