Phantom Poet

Is there a phantom poet Lurking deep inside your pain Feeding on decadence In the recesses of your brain Darkest hours Darkest cries A new pain A new disguise Is there a phantom poet Lingering in your hate Hollowing your heart Lost to a lover's fate Darkest hours Darkest cries A new hate A new disguise Is there a phantom poet Festering in your ear Sowing the sadistic seeds Of your malignant fear Darkest hours Darkest cries A new fear A new disguise Is there a phantom poet Beguiling your muse Whispering in anonymity About a writer's ruse Darkest hours Darkest cries A new name A new disguise Is there a phantom poet Impaled by your pen Bleeding onto your paper Time and again