Death likes to whisper to me

He beckons me to come closer

The souls of the damned shout to me

They tell me to join them

The souls tell me it’s better off that way

Sometimes i think they’re true

But i don’t give in

The souls aren’t just souls

they tell stories too

stories that make me shake

stories that inject me with fear

the souls don’t care what they do to me

they want me to suffer

but at the end of the day

whether they’re alive or not

even the dead tell us stories