You Set This Mood For Me To Scare You

It's demonical.
It's demonical.

Slow breaths heard and creaking on the steps.
It's demonical.
Closing doors and cats sniffing for rats.
It's demonical.
Breezing winds through trees on windows tap.
It's demonical.
And all alone you feel unsafe and trapped.
It's demonical.

As ghosts boo,
A devil pursues.
'Darkness looms upon the land.'
As ghosts boo.
'Shadows from the corners start to stand.'
As ghosts boo.
'Bats begin to fly and then you scream.
As ghosts boo.
'And an evil devil starts to sing...
You Set This Mood For Me To Scare You'

Slow breaths heard and creaking on the steps.
It's demonical.
Closing doors and cats sniffing for rats.
It's demonical.
Breezing winds through trees on windows tap.
It's demonical.
And all alone you feel unsafe and trapped.
It's demonical.

As ghosts boo,
A devil pursues.
'Darkness looms upon the land.'
As ghosts boo.
'Shadows from the corners start to stand.'
As ghosts boo.
'Bats begin to fly and then you scream.
As ghosts boo.
'And an evil devil starts to sing...
You Set This Mood For Me To Scare You'

It's demonical.
It's demonical.
It's demonical.
'But...
You Set This Mood For Me To Scare You'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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