Creepypasta Poetry

Encounter with Eyeless Jack

There is a man watching you as you sleep,
His scalpel pierces your skin,
You gasp in pain at the feeling,
You wonder why he’s committed this sin,

You open your eyes just a crack,
To see a silhouetted figure in black,
In his face falls his hair,
As he examines you with an eyeless stare,

Covering his face is a blue mask,
He sighs as he looks at your face,
The question is will he finish his task,
Or will he let you escape,

Slowly he pulled away the blade,
He wiped the blood on the sleeve of his jacket,
Something rustled around downstairs,
He jumped at the sound of the racket,

He leaned down to your ear,
And whispered something softly;
“You’ve survived Eyeless Jack.”

Then he jumped out your window,
And was gone with the wind,
You couldn’t help but hope,
That you’d never see Eyeless Jack again.