devil's dancer
coltnposey:
There’s a devil whispering in your ear —
tickling the back of your mind,
scraping every last bit of your sanity
There’s a devil right behind you —
eyeing you,
watching you,
living you
There’s a devil in your bed —
and he’s watching you sleep,
stroking your hair, saying,
“Come closer, Sammy-boy, that’s it.”
There’s a devil in your head —
telling you that you’re still with him,
that you’re still his,
saying he owns you
But there’s a savior at your doorstep —
green eyes,
scruffy voice,
and he’s yours
There’s a reason why you’re still living —
and it’s because of him,
the only one you need,
and because of his voice saying to you over and over —
Sammy, this is real
