The Man On The Other Side

There he was standing, I never knew he could speak, He never seemed like a talker, So I presumed he was mute. Daily, As I passed this street painted yellow, His eyes shone from a distance, My bones cringed within, I couldn't bare to look I unfollowed This street painted yellow. He always wore the same dress, Black neck tie and a hat, Cuddling the same pet, The colorful eyed cat, He didn't seem to impressed. The man on the other side, Have you heard about him? He lurks in the shadows, Meticulously planning endings, Making his-story-unending. Stay far away from him, He will steal your peace, Working tirelessly without ease, He lies within your fears, Sugar coating his desires, With sweet words into your ears. His mission is simple, Can't you see? He wants your soul, His love will swallow you whole, Be on alert! Don't tolerate him, Flee! Lyht Speaks #The man on the other side.