there’s something dark that’s hidden
deep inside the shadows of your soul.
you make it sound as though, you’ve
begun to cleanse yourself, so you can
somehow, somehow be made whole.
there’s something evil that’s crawling
out, out into the old house that creaks,
that hisses, that bleeds - that makes
you blink - that makes you think twice,
would you consider rolling the dice?
there’s something cursed that’s dancing
dancing between twilight and sunset,
you asked me once if i felt it, if i felt the
cold — the truth is, the truth is i haven’t
felt anything in a long time — it’s the lies
that keep me in line — that the ghosts
the ghosts — manipulate and destroy.
there’s something dark that’s hidden
deep inside the shadows of your soul,
and you wonder, you wonder
will you ever be made whole.— MIDNIGHT CONFESSIONS | by j. walsh













