Silas

His eyes glow dark red tonight,
he's getting ready to go fight.
No, not the monsters that fill my brain,
something worse and much more inhumain.

Silas

"Hello" is all i can get out,
I'm worried, I'm scared, I'm about to pout.
I have to remind myself he's not real,
what he's  putting in my head, she can't feel.

He's been growing strong from the lack,
I know the second i let him out there's no going back.
"He's not real, it's your mind trying to escape,"
really? If that's so, why is he as slippery as a black silk cape.

I don't think people realize It's him I fear,
not blood, not pain, not even you dear.
I guess when you see me I just look normal,
If that true than why is he stairing back at me in the mirrow, looking so formal?

Please leave and soon,
I can't handle class when your waking up before noon.
Everytime I see you I see your deadly leer,
you finally got what you want man, you finally have my fear.