Whispers.

The darkness whispers to me
Just like It whispers to you
A deep thrilling thrum
At the base of your delicate ivory skull.

It tells me your secrets
Does It tell you mine?
Wow they’re quite shocking
Wait till you know mine,
Don’t worry there’s still plenty of time.

It hugs me in a blanket of secretive night
Do you embrace It with all your might?
I hope you do, because I find solace there
Don’t deny that you find it too.

I let It take over, a numbing drug
Don’t be shy, I’ll share, wouldn’t you?
It’s not illegal, but something much more
A stark contrast to monotonous mendacity.

It wants me to do things…
What about you?
I hope I have the courage
Would you lend me yours?

It tells me to take you
Are you not being cooperative?
Forgive me now…
For I’m going to steal your soul.