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The eyes have been replaced by a hypnotic sound,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.