1. The man upstairs
The man upstairs is the product of all my fears.
During daylight he recedes to the corner of my mind.
When I'm alone he tugs a cord and pulls to bring tears,
Using words that should not be thought of as kind.
The man upstairs confuses me.
He tries to make my life a black moan.
Around others he leave me be.
The pain really starts when I'm alone.
The man upstairs leaves me no where to go.
He fills my head with an unbearable fright.
My pleas steer away from where I throw,
Oh how I wish someone would turn on a light!
the man upstairs snickers in the mirror
It is only him and I.
He tends on using me as his career
together,we will die.