The Raven Monologue

It was a dark, cold, and rainy night as I struggled with the pain of losing my love. I was nearly asleep when suddenly I heard a knocking at my bedroom door. “Only a visitor,” I mumbled. I suddenly remembered that it was a dark and depressing December, so I sat by a fire that was slowly dying. My writings did not ease my pain.
I didn’t know what the sad rustling of my colorful curtains were. It excited me with amazing horrors I’ve never felt before. Someone was at my bedroom door. Then later another visitor came to my door. That was it and nothing more. Right then my soul grew stronger, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I would appreciate your forgiveness. Once again I heard a light knocking. I opened the door and there was nothing. I started dreaming things I had never dreamed before. I heard a voice say, “Lenore”. I said it back and all I heard was an echo. Then I heard a knocking louder than before. It was at my window. It was still nothing, but my heart stopped. I opened the windows and a bird flew off but there sat a good mannered Raven of yore for many days. The bird perched on a Greek god of war above my bedroom door. I heard a plain conversation with no meaning. The Raven sat lonely on the sculpture and his soul outpoured as he said nothing else. I was scared when things started moving by reply, so
I sat on the comfy cushion and the lamp light gloated over. The air grew compact and Respite the drug that makes you unconscious from memories of Lenore. Whether tempter sent or tempest tossed thee here ashore. I was on my way home and I was haunted. Is there any medicine to relieve pain and suffering? I need to know. Tell his soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn. The last nevermore is the final straw, “go away Raven.” He tells it to go back where it came from, and not to leave any trace not even a feather, and to take its lies elsewhere. The Raven is still