Cogito

I am the telltale heart.

I am the monster under your floorboards.

I am that ghost you hear crying.

I am that child you ignored.

I am that man in the night-the one that takes control.

I am that face in the painting.

I am that villain seeing green.

I am that death that served your loved one. 

I am the authors conscience.

I am what drives their minds. 

I am what makes them lose their sanity. 

Without me, the famous ones wouldn’t not have existed. 

Without me, there would be no literary genius.

I am the hidden puppeteer.