My Faithful Number 2

There is me me.
And there is my number two.
Or the second side of me.

He sits and talks to me while I sleep.
Sitting in the darkest corner.
The storys he tells hold more than just gruesome horror.
He tells me I am the wolf and they are just sheep.

Only I can see or hear him.
No one else even knew he was there.
Boy oh boy don't they wish they were more aware.
Just like a glass or water filled to the rim.

My head is about to overflow.
He wants to come out and play and today just might be the day.
But I warn you if you see him do not stay and play.
I'd advise you to run run as fast as your legs can go.

You are the sheep.
And I must hurt you
To be honest its something I've always wanted to do.
Now don't be afraid I'm just goin to help you go to sleep.