My prison pen pal got the electric chair.
So how can he sext me from the grave?
Prey
I see dead people, and not just the men I murdered.
Im in danger of being committed because I can’t tell what’s real from my hallucinations.
Everyone thinks I’m crazy when the serial killer I jilted starts haunting my house.
He assassinates any man who shows me interest, leaving their body parts under my pillow.
During the day, his gaslighting destroys my peace of mind.
But at night, he invades my nightmares and makes me crave the depravity.
