Walking up to the old gravel path,
The wind's whistling, sounds like laughs.
Howls of the wolves, under the moon,
The owl hoots, like a warning something is going to happen soon.
I grab the gate trying to be silent
but the squeaking sounds so violent
The owl takes off with a fright,
wait!! is that eyes I see in the forest of moonlight.
I'm mesmerised by these golden eyes,
begging me to go and spy.
Before I know it, I'm in too deep, trying to see,
What is this magic, that has a hold of me?
The eyes have been replaced by a hypnotic sound,
taking me further along the forest ground.
I come to a halt at a beautiful steam,
Those golden eyes are in the water causing a light, to be seen.
I lower my head for a closer look,
sudden a hand grabs me, and into the water I'm took.
The eyes no longer golden but black and dull,
this creature was ******* away my soul.
Then just like that, I was back at the squeaking gate,
but now I'm just an empty shell, without my soul mate.