A/N: This is the squeal poem to 'Never Speak Evil...'
The piercing pain,
clatters against my bones.
My skull numb and my sockets,
empty.
My beautiful emerald eyes
cut out and gone.
Blood streamed down my eyes.
Leaving me with pain.
They removed the bandage,
to reveal my eyes of
nothingness.
Everything was gone.
Nothing will come back.
Was this the sequel to the plan
or the prequel?
I wanted it to end.
But it seems pain never ceases.
My vision vanished
and so did...
my soul.
Never see evil.
The worst results scar your life.
Now here I am sitting on a swing.
Waiting to raise my head
and devour your being.
That is why you must never see me.
For I am the evil you see.
Never see evil...
