It seems I may have killed a man,
I stripped his soul to dust.
Quite a shame—I liked him too.
He gave me such a rush.
I danced him out a masterpiece.
My love, I let him keep it.
But I crumbled under loneliness.
The gallows keep my secret.
The monster in the closet waits,
Sharp teeth, black eyes, long limb,
Imposing, quick to make you scream,
Terrors on his whim.
He watches mommy say goodnight,
She flips the switch and goes.
The horrors that you’ll see tonight,
Those, nobody knows.