we held hands through a darkness of evil eyes and as soon as we made it to the door we were free - floating through the street and down to your side door, the place where we imagined the ghost

we saw the man through the cracks of the hinges, he spoke a lot about demons but he sounded like one himself…
gold teeth and dressed in all black, he merged with the floor like he was possessed just to scare the cat

your tears were the rain that day and your bunny was our saving grace
under the covers to feel okay if it means everyone else just goes away