Time To Play (SPN)

Hullo! Clara Pond again, with another Supernatural poem for you all! Spoiler alert for Season 7, by the way. Enjoy!

Poem by: Clara Pond

(Cover by me... HA. NO. Cover by Emily Ecrivaine, as usual.)

(Based on the Supernatural episode Hello, Cruel World)

Hello Sammy,

My favorite son.

Why don't we 

Have a little fun? 

Oh now, darling, 

Don't you cry. 

Daddy will tell you

Why you'll want to die. 

You see, I will

Always stay by your side. 

Can't escape yourself, 

And there's nowhere to hide. 

Think you've gone mad? 

Well, I'm afraid that's true. 

I mean, great for me, 

But terrifying for you. 

Oh, how you hate me! 

What are you angry for? 

I gave you such power, 

A place in my biggest War! 

I love you so much, 

Raised you behind the scenes. 

I even taught you that 

Everything's not as it seems. 

Oh, now you're shooting! 

Oh Sam, don't you know? 

I'm inside your grapefruit,  

And it's not my time to go. 

See, the only way 

To get rid of me

Is to kill yourself,

But even then you're not free. 

No, I'll just meet you 

When you check in downstairs. 

Because, little Sammy, 

I'm a Father who cares. 

One way or another 

You'll return to your home. 

Maybe with Dean, 

Or just all on your own. 

However you come, 

I'll be here with open arms. 

And then I will have you 

Without any of your friends' charms. 

But until our reunion,

I'll just visit this way. 

Passing by to say hello

Up to your death day.