chocochipkookie

The Tell-Tale Heart Edgar Allen Poe Poem by chocochipkookie Crazy I was never, but nervous, yes For that old man's eye, made me such a mess; That blue eye scared me, by night and by day, Then I made up my mind; he was going to pay. Kill him I would, for his hideous eye, At night, on him, I was going to spy. For a week, yes, for exactly one week At night I looked at him, never did I speak Cunningly I thrust my head through his door; But I never set foot on that room's floor. Then, the dark cloaked lantern, I brought it in; I undid a bit, the single ray so thin. On his eye it fell, the thin ray of light, And the eye was closed,