A chill runs down my spine, a presence draws near
A force that beckons me, from beyond the fear
A hand reaches out, from the darkness below
Dragging me down, to a place I don't know.

It's cold and bony, with fingers that grasp
Pulling me closer, to an eternal past
I try to resist, but it's too strong
A grip that holds tight, where I don't belong.

Memories long buried, begin to resurface
Echoes of a life, I thought I'd left in the darkness
The hand from the grave, it knows my name
Summoning me back, to a life that's not the same.

I'm trapped in this limbo, between life and death
A soul torn apart, by the weight of my breath
The hand from the grave, it drags me down
Into the shadows, where my heart will drown.
© Promise Okon