Dear Michael Myers

I was afraid to speak to you out of fear that you might kill me,

And staple me to the wall with your butcher hand.

As I’m writing you this letter, I hope you read this carefully.

When I looked into your eyes I only saw the Boogeyman.

They couldn’t hang you if they tried.

You’re the sickest man.

Devil in a white mask, Dear Michael.

I’m your biggest fan!

You cold-blooded murderer with a beating heart.

Drag me into the darkness that you orchestrate.

You’re the psycho in my closet hiding in the darkest part.

Tie the plastic around my face until I suffocate.

Pure evil in disguise, and God, I’m screaming desperately.

Slit my throat from ear to ear.

No soul in those eyes, I don’t see definitely.

All you smell is fear, and more fear.

Dear Michael..Dear Michael Myers,

Oh such hatred in your soul, I’d love to have a taste of it.

There’s blackness in my blood and you can’t bare to waste of it

You don’t know such things as love,

They couldn’t burn you if they tried.

Gore, blood, and guts, and blood,

I’m in love with a sick, sick mind.

It’s what I live to die for, so cut me up like Wolverine

Stab wounds penetrate that black, black heart.

I wish every night were Halloween!

I wish you’d speak, I’ve never heard your voice before.

You’re barely human.

Pain and hurt, and so much more,

The sight of death is just your cue-in.

Dear Michael, every year is your Halloween,

And I can get used to this. Dear Michael..Dear Michael Myers..

Well that's the idea, Hybristophilia.