Exorcist

Haha ayo what the fuh are you? Hehe well, I’m Wackside you crazy witch haha [Opening – quiet room, ticking clock] Clock tick loud in a room too still, Curtains twitch like they got free will Moonlight spill on a crooked bed, Girl lay there talkin’ backwards in red I tiptoe in, shoes go squeak, She snap her head like “WHO YOU BE?” Eyes roll white, voice go deep, I wave back like “sup, you sleep?” ⸻ [Scene One – Demon Makes Its Entrance] Demon voice growl through her throat, Say “leave now or feel my smoke” I pull a horn, honk it twice, Demon pause like “that ain’t nice” Bed start shakin’, walls feel thin, I sit right down, bounce on the springs She levitate slow, look real mad, I clap like “yo, that trick not bad” Lamp float up, crash to floor, I say “five stars, do it once more” Demon hiss, start speakin’ Latin, I interrupt with off-beat rappin’ ⸻ [Scene Two – Wackside Gets Comfortable] I steal her blanket, wrap it tight, Say “cold in here, you mind?” Demon yell through twisted grin, I offer snacks like “you want some, friend?” Her head spin fast, scary scene, I spin my own just to keep it even She crawl up the wall like a spider race, I try too, fall flat on my face Demon furious, energy thick, I scoot the bed like “make some room, quick” Sit cross-legged, stare too long, Make it awkward — that’s my song ⸻ [Scene Three – Demon Starts Slippin’] Spirit scream like thunder crack, I yawn loud — “you done with that?” Holy book slide off the shelf, I use it to prop up my belt She shout curses, real intense, I reply with nonsense sentences Demon blink like “is this guy real?” I honk again — emotional damage, seal Walls ooze slime, lights go red, I pull out a kazoo instead Play it wrong, off-key blast, Demon clutch ears, lose his mask ⸻ [Scene Four – Possession Goes Off the Rails] Demon start stutterin’, voice get weak, Try to threaten, start to squeak “Leave this place!” he try to roar, I interrupt like “nah, encore” Girl float down, drop on bed, Demon sigh inside her head I pat the pillow, smooth the sheet, Say “bro you need a therapist” Dark energy swirl then pop, Like a bubble — that’s anticlimactic She sit up normal, blink once slow, Demon gone like “I gotta go” ⸻ [Ending – quiet room, soft laugh] Room still now, night feel small, I straighten picture on the wall Girl look confused, ask “what happened?” I shrug like “long story, lots of clappin’” I tiptoe out, hat tilted low, Bedroom peaceful, demon no-show Turns out fear ain’t what scares that thing… It’s me bein’ weird.