Uncle Mel

The clock ticked at nine in the evening of July When I lay on the bed in the silence of the night Trying to fall asleep but something's bothering A feeling interfered and started shivering My eyes were almost closed when I heard a noise Slowly getting louder; what a frightening voice? It's knocking on my door like there's something wrong Breathing stopped; heartbeats like never before I paused in indecision while holding the door knob From the window the wind blows; atmosphere's intense As I opened the door, I almost killed a man Uncle Mel is on the house; a blushed of surprise He asked if Dad's around and seemed a need inside I wondered that he looked liked exhausted and too tired Yet, I answered him in an awkward style Then he left me with a feeling of strange and fright I went back on my bed feeling weird and crazy I have just made a ghost; an illusion of fear I let it out of me since nightmares are greedy The more we think of terror, the more it eats our dream The morning waved hello; everything's fine I got off my bed to start the day right Then I saw my Mom packing and dealing with some stuffs She's crying and leaving to town Questions I'd asked to know what's going on At the tip of her tongue but to utter's arduos I calmed her down and her story has begun About an innocent man who died the night I got wild It was an evening in July, nine on a dot When the man got stabbed stopping a fight Calling my dad's name; looking for help Dead on the spot and found no aid Goosebumps all over when I heard the news It's Uncle Mel who passed away and visited my room Never knew all the reasons behind the apparition One thing's for sure, He's soul still calls #Everything Holloween Created: October 18, 2013