There is evil watching me

There is evil following me

Like a shadow of the day

Asking me to go astray

…

Evil greets me in the night

When I can’t put up a fight

All the good is left behind

When the dark evokes my mind

…

The light of the next day sun

Brings me to where I’d begun

I curse the Devil and his name

I don’t know if I’m the same

All my angels whisper to me

“Be good to everyone you see.”

The demons in my heart just say

“Don’t listen to that fallacy.”

My poor soul caught between the two

A middle road it will pursue

It will listen to what the angels say

While following the demons’ cue

In the dark of the night

I feel a hand touch me

There is no one in sight

Whose hand just could it be?

I switch on the light

It blinks along with me

I shiver full of fright

Whose hand just could it be?

In the flickering light

A hand is what I see

Chokes me with great might

Whose hand …

Poor cat poor cat

With a noose ’round her neck

Poor cat poor cat

How did she get into that?

Poor cat poor cat

Did I do this to you?

Poor cat poor cat

I do not have a clue

Poor cat poor cat

After I killed my wife

Poor cat poor cat

You were the only life

Poor cat poor cat

Now that you are gone

Poor cat poor cat

I’ll find another one

I fell in love with her

With her strange, mysterious ways

Her calm and soothing voice

Her scary, haunting gaze

Her transparent nature

Her wild and violent head

The way she made me fly

And hover above my bed

I fell in love with her

But she could never be mine

Not today, not tomorrow

In this world or time

I had to leave it all

That’s what hurts the most

Love’s too small a word

When you love a ghost

I always used to love her

And I love her still

She controlled every heartbeat

My mind and my will

When I said, “I love you.”

She bid my heart goodbye

“I couldn’t live without you.”

“So find a way to die.”

Now my spirit is free

Yet she’s still the one

She never understood me

But I’m having fun

To see her stressed and frightened

Running for some light

When she hears my whispers

In the dark of night

She sees things in the dark

She suffers every day

With her I also suffer

Suffer in every way

Sometimes she sees ghosts

Sometimes; ravens and crows

Sometimes she just cries

Reasons that only heaven knows

Tonight she woke me up

I felt her sweaty hand

She said she saw something

Something disturbing again

I asked her about the matter

She mumbled with a heavy breath

She held my hand tighter

“I think I saw your death.”