When the veil disappears...

The fatal calling

The moon is high in the midnight sky
A cold breeze
blows through the leaves
making the trees whisper
I shiver as i hold my breath
There's a voice in the air
whispering my name
A voice i unfortunately know
that comes from the dead.

I 'm looking through the window
and my heart skips a beat
I just recognised a figure
that i thought i 'd never see
A young man , blessed with beauty and grace,
looks at me with sorrow carved on his pale face
and with a voice warm and sweet,
calls me outside on this night of Halloween.

Is it a sweet nightmare,
or just another vicious dream?
Tricks of the mind affected by the stories about Halloween
Is it a Sylph,or another spirit from high above
that has taken the form of my long lost love?

My chest is aching and
i  can hear my heart pounding
in my head
My love's loss left me cold and
emotionally dead.
That young man
was the only one for me
All that i could ever dream of
but since he 's been gone
I couldn't find the strength to
move on
So i put up walls inside
letting no one in
My body has been always a temple
that i  still praise
my love for him.

Since he's been gone
i was left all alone
I have an empty heart and
his unfair loss
keeps hitting me hard
I lost my smile
I lost my hope
I lost my only love
and all that i was fighting for

His sepulchre became
my dearest place
Every night in my darkest dreams
i was struggling to catch a glimpse of
his beloved face
and here it is ,in front of me , glowing
in the dark,with eyes twinkling like the stars
He is calling me out with a voice so sweet and calm
It feels like he is smearing with honey
my soul's painful scar.

On the night of Halloween
the veil that seperates the two worlds
vanishes and everyone meets again
Evil with Good
The living with the dead

"Do not listen to the dead ",they say,
"no matter how hard the try to call you out".
"Resist so you don't turn into one of them."
That's a matter of decision though
and i have made my choice
So I abandon the pain of life
to cherish with my one true love
the oblivion of death.