Not giving it a second thought
I love all of Halloween
In this mask I want to be seen
I donned it on that fateful night
Noticed something not quite right
It stayed on all night through
Even on the next day, too.
In fact I found it a useless task
To rid myself of this devil mask.
I sought the owner of the store
He said no refunds, but I implored
Help I said, I can’t get this off
He turned away, heard him scoff-
Should have read the print so fine
“Once donned, you are mine”
I pleaded almost with a yelp
Please, I need some help!
He pushed a note into my palm
Then stood there, remaining calm
“Meet Me Midnight In The Alley
Then I’ll Tell You Of Your Tally”
I met the devil on that night
His burning fire was the sight
I asked him what was the price
To rid me of this mask device
The fire roared and took its toll
The mask was removed, also my soul.
Thursday photo prompt – Mask #writephoto