Spirit Lover.

On a night when I cannot even cry myself to sleep
 
When thoughts of death are the only real comfort I can keep
 
In the darkness of the lowest point that I have ever been
 
A deafening howl of silence is my only form of scream
 
A ghostly pair of arms will hold me firmly from the edge
 
The spirit of my lover keeps the demons from my head
 
The presence of his body resting closely by my side
 
To comfort me and guide me through my lonely darkest night
 
Reaching out to hold me from the confines of his grave
 
Eternal love surrounds me with the strength to ease my pain
 
Upon the stroke of midnight he will whisper in my soul
 
That nothing in creation can destroy what once was whole.