by Rochelle Mitchell


Black pupils in white glowing eyes
Peer through the darkness.
They entrap me,
Promising secrets of another world,
Another way of being.

If I give in to them,
I will lose my soul.
Am I willing to trade
One soul for another?
One life for another?

No, I say,
But those eyes beckon me closer,
Closer and closer.
Lying to me.
Hypnotizing me.