I’ve got a devil on my shoulder, it stands right beside my ear. It never moves you see, standing there through out the year.
Oh it fidgets, and fidgets, crack a knuckle, a few digits, but that’s when its quiet,
when its thinking what to say, oh it just told me something now,
do you want to know what I heard this day?
Poem yes, a song of sorts, a special madness I guess I court,
he talks I listen, though I do not always do, for screams
him are not the same they are for me or for you.
Creepy is as creepy does, it disturbs and disarms,
the alarm of the unsettling shadowed by a lack of possible harm,
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
its nothing at all, just a creak on the steps, a movement of the air, but maybe…
You should check, check that darkness, maybe you’ll see whats really there.
He’s the one that told, and he often tells true but be careful of you check or his advice will what you rue
For in that darkness does wait something old, forgotten and hungry, and it whispers you see
It whispers to be found by someone like you or like me
But that devil on shoulder,he was an angel once and that thing neither of them wish to meet
No, it’s supposed to be gone, locked away for good but in the darkness it calls, for the curious to come to see
Then, I suppose it tears them apart, a snap of bone, the of flesh, the last beat of a heat
It’s over in a second, I didn’t even realize when it did start, but alas what was done to me
Is about to be done to you
Close your eyes, and take a breath
The lights will dim, your computer will seem to slow as the darkness around does grow
It’s ok, you’ll be fine, thats what you say
But you know its a lie
What was done to me, is about to be done to you
That devil on my shoulder?
He was really here for you.
Early halloween post, enjoy!