The Visitation

The vision is clear

the apparition of afterlife

you can feel

but not touch the soul

cut the atmosphere with a knife

place your stakes high

lose then you cry

on your own

not alone

listen to ghostly sounds

hide as the visitor comes in to play

without giving his secrets away

visitation is all very real

visitation is all you can feel

I feel the chill of the night in the day

once in the trap you cannot get away