I Watch on This All Souls Eve

The days pass by with mundane regularity
as I sit and wait devoid of all charity.
The centuries pass and the souls walk bye,
never knowing there are worse things in life than to die.

I watch them by day, and I prey on them by night,
all the while avoiding the harshest glare of the light.
By day they are distracted with their fears unexpressed,
but by night when alone their desires I address.

Some say that I lie to them, but I never do.
I just tempt them with desires that only they knew.
They lie to themselves, and I mostly just listen,
as I search through their dreams that are no more than fiction.

They tell stories where monsters attack the living,
with fangs and claws and teeth unforgiving.
They have nightmares and fears of the ghostly undead,
that will suck their blood dry and eat from their head.

How little do they know
as they hustle to and fro,
I hunt their immortal soul.
That is my ultimate goal.

I was cast into the pit for following that evil shit,
condemned to the void where all love is destroyed.
Separated from love and denied all forgiveness,
I drift forever between Heaven and the abyss.

Now I wander in search of others lost and alone,
as I tempt them with offers and promises of home.
My offers are hollow, and their decisions unwise,
but they follow me willingly to their own demise.

I’m good at my job and take pleasure corrupting
their hearts and their souls and their salvation disrupting.
I am an ethereal spirit from another dimension,
approaching perfection in the opposite direction.