I have become your boogie man,
And I will drive you to insanity,
Make you lie in your bed at night,
And pray for God to silence your heart,
To feel the pain no longer.

I will turn the knife against you,
The knife you used to pierce me,
Drive it so far into your flesh,
Your bones will crack and scream,
I scream, for years I screamed,
No one but God heard me,
Yet he did nothing,
I would pray for the end,
But my words fell on deaf ears,
So, my torture was complete.

I cried and bled,
For the pleasure you thought you had to have,
Full circle has come,
It’s your turn to cry and bleed,
I have come for you.
Start looking over your shoulder.

I am your boogie man and I have come for retribution,
You will spend the rest of your days on your knees,
But your pleading will only edge me further,
You do not choose when this ends,
You do not ever get to make amends,
I am going to bleed your soul and take back what you stole,
Every night you brought pain and agony,
Now forever, that is what your eternity will be,

You will spend your existence praying for death that never comes,
You will watch your own sweat and blood as it runs,
Pools at your feet, together we will watch your life wash away,
God cannot hear you,
Don’t even bother to pray.
There will be no lesson for you to learn,
My reward is your punishment,
Forever able to watch you burn.

Poem and Artwork © 2022 “I see… what others refuse to see. I am… what others refuse to be” Lady Kat Phillips