Monster Under the Bed

I wrap my pillow tightly around my shivering head To drown out the hiss and shuffle neath my rickety old bed Whispers coming from the dark shadows Speak my gloom and Impending doom And the creaking floor echos wildly throughout this cold dark room My breath mists like a ghostly apparition Ready to claim my battered soul And my hearts beating like a kettle boiling out of control. My bodys now quaking like an earthquake as all fears put a stranglehold on me. My brain says to run far away but im locked up in a deep deep freeze. The sun blasts morning beams through my dusty window shades The monster scurries far away Until the dark returns then he comes back to play. August 28/ 2016