A Missing Face

It has come, that time of year

That taught children how to fear

With it comes joyful screaming

Sweet temptation and merriment bleeding

Everyone is acting, nothing is forbidden

So many faces blank and hidden

One such face disappears from the crowd

Calling for help, but the crowd is too loud

Darkness spreads but no one is sleeping

Everyone is running, skulking, creeping

Laughter rings through blood and tears

Someone is crying but no one hears

Alone in a room with dark, dank walls

Friends so near, but no one answers their calls

It grows quiet, it grows late

Leaving the face alone with its fate

The room is now empty with walls stained red

The crowd never noticed me stone-cold dead

It has been three years since that grim scene

Yet I return to get my revenge every Halloween