Give Up - the Ghost

Bidding tearful adieu, I sat on his grave, And his spirit stood beside me, Consoling me to return home. As I opened eyes to my conscious , Ghosts encircled me in black attire, Their orange faces wore a smile, Greeted with shriek sounds they proffered. No life to be seen in full moon, Not even as dark clouds passed by, Palpitations that anyone could hear, Chest went airless for a minute, Eyes were dry and reflexes dampened, Shiver that followed down the spine. Scare of dying never before, Traversed my nerves to a faint, Darkness all over and silence of a mourn, I found him standing next to me, Both breathing into the same air, That was a farewell to my life !! New for Contest- Everything Halloween Written on 22/10/13 Old for contest on theme- gothic and romantic both Now entered for contest "Your own fav Halloween poem" by Carol Eastman Awarded 1st place win