Sleeping Accompaniment

As i sleep, you visit
You tell me not to summon this monster,
Yet look in the mirror
You see an extremely old nun,
with a face of horror
and death

I sit in the attic, alone
You come to me as a shadow in the corner
You slowly approach me as the symbol is drawn on the table in front of me
Six candles lit in a perfect circle
They form a pentagram with one candle in the middle

You warn me more than once to not say those words
Your ungodly, hideous, face filled with death in your eyes
And your voice with the souls you have taken and their cries

You cannot fathom my comfort with you,
In a twisted way i felt at home,
I did not feel threatened
But in the sense that i was not alone

You throw me in the corner with an invincible force that was gentle
A baby in the chair i was sitting in appeared.
It was dead and abnormally little

A green aura arises from your palm,
It floats towards its face like a ghost
No resistance
No pain
Only gain
Of this beautiful evil's persistance

It awakens and cries until you touch it
His body weakens as it is carried by an unholy force towards me
It falls into a box that lies next to me
I could not help notice the stillborns that creep within that demonic crypt

She took one last look at me ,a black plague dwelled within her eyes as they caught the stench of death eminating off of my lifeless corpse as she vanished

Is this my heaven? or is this my hell
Only time will tell....