In Good Spirits

Spirits hiding, Hopes are high Mystical powers flying throughout the sky Signs of no life And silence sits still Spirits fly high With only time to kill Hours and minutes Spirits have no timeline Only undying thoughts Constant pain settles to remind Spirits call out But no one hears their cries Alone and bothered Wishing only that they die A spirit dies A soul is reborn Combining together Soul mates begin to form In dreams they often meet In each others eyes they stare Hearts connected spiritually In there world, there is not a care Till their time together is ended And their dream world begins to fade Spirits stop there calling To allow love to take place