Jekyll and Hyde#4

Who am I?

Who are you?

Am I one?

Or am I two?

Nobody knows

It’s our little secret

But what if they find out?

How shall we keep it?

I’m afraid they’ll find out

What shall we do?

We could say who murderer is

Was it me or you?

I know they’re going to find out

I can just tell

The question is will we end up in heaven?

Or will we be sent down to hell?

I don’t want to go to hell

That’s not where I below

But my other half is telling me,

That I am very wrong

God told us not to murderer

But it’s something I have to do

It’s the only way destruction

Can stop from coming over you

Who am I?

Who are you?

Am I one?

Or are we two?

Jekyll and Hyde#3

Conscience

You always have a good, while you always have a bad

One that makes you happy and another that makes you mad

There are two voices in your head that are always talking

And they want you to side with them so they’re always knocking

You don’t know what to do, not sure what side to take

The voices in your head won’t stop causing a major headache

You know you have to make a decision, which one will you choose?

Better make a choice quick, or you’ll be left with a bruise

These voices are now yelling, screaming with all their might

You better hurry, as these two are about to fight

A decision is right around the corner, have you chosen your fate?

This can be very easy; just don’t pick the one you hate

 I see you made your choice; do you think it was the right one?

I guess we’ll never know, maybe we will see in the long run

You probably think that decision was easy

But yet I know you’re feeling queasy

You’re conscience helped you make this difficult decision

It’s like it already had it in its vision

But wait what if you had the wrong thought

It’s too late you know what we’ve been taught

The past is the past and there is nothing you can do

But who are you to blame, your mind or you?

Jekyll and Hyde#2

Curiosity 

Curiosity is wanting to know what’s going on

The power of this feeling makes you drawn

I see this box in the room

It feels as like I’m walking into my own tomb

The box, is there something inside?

What, do you have something you’re trying to hide?

I need to know, it’s eating me alive

If I don’t find out, I think I might die

I don’t know what it could possibly be

Please, I need someone to tell me

Is it evil, is that what’s in there?

I’m not sure; it’s something I might not be able to bare

The demon of curiosity is fighting to come alive

He’s ‘gonna find out what’s in the box, he’s ‘gonna thrive

Is it Pandora’s Box, something that releases evil into the world?

The curiosity is making me weak and curled

Is having all the curiosity even worth it?

I guess we will never know, that until the box is split

Jekyll and Hyde#1

Author's note: I just felt as if it would be fun to write a poem about how it goes back and forth between good and evil. Hopefully I did this correctly! 

One is good

One is bad

Being happy is the way to go

The root of evil is down below

He comforts you with a gentle touch

And his counter-part will squeeze with a strong clutch

Arms opened wide, ready to spread jeer

As the one down below makes you shed a tear

You look up, and you know he’s there

Down below is the place people cannot bare

The hands of this man are soft and nice

One swipe with his claw, and boom you’ve been sliced

You pray and pray hoping to make everything better as it should be

But I’m afraid to talk as he might kill me

Now you wonder how these two men draw different attractions

As Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde have many different actions