Am I evil,
For having these thoughts in my head.?
Am I evil,
For thinking things of dread?
You may think you can do anything.
You may think you’re the most powerful person in the world.
You may even think you can walk through fire,
But in the end,
The most beautiful things in life,
Can come out of the strangest places.
They aren’t always the most obvious things,
That’s why people need to look for them.
I dare you to prance across the pumpkin patch,
And see if you get a fright.
It’s a very creepy place to be,
Especially in the dead of night.
You shine your light on me,
All the time, every day.
And I feel it all the time.
You shine on me and make me great.
Kill me, kill me now.
Because my life isn’t worth the wait.
I ask you, to end my life,
So I don’t go through the pain,
Do you want to know where the wild things are?
If you do, come with me now.
If you don’t, why are you here?
You shouldn’t have come back,
All those things you did,
All those years ago.
The voices all around me,
Bouncing around the room.
You cannot begin to understand,
Can’t imagine the gloom.
I came home one day to find,
All my mirrors broken, and I know why.
It was you, my ghost, who lurks through the house.
You smashed them so you wouldn’t have to see.