All Hallows Eve .. a personal note

I wanted to write..a scary poem
about ghosts and goblins.
you know..the norm..
but,  I'm struggling ..
and then thought
my life is ..pretty scary
what, fifteen years living alone
with hardly a cuddle along the wayside
I am almost a witch re born
I live by firelight
boiling a kettle on a log burning fire
washing when the moons in sight
to rise for work for ever and ever
like the evil dead..I am zombified
I eat  flesh off bones of others
live in the shade of Paridise.
for my life is  crucified
from what it once was..
there will be a dawning
there will be a resurection
as my soul is not yet dead
tomorrow..on All Saints Day
a new beginning..