Shh

Night after night, 

I heard it under my bed.

Breathing heavily,

Waiting.

At first I told my mommy,

But she told me to sleep.

It was all in my head,

Now, not another peep.

I told her it was real,

But when she looked, 

It hid in my closet,

Or in the window nook.

Tonight, I hear it breathing,

And it's claws clicking on the floor. 

I dare not get out of bed.

It would get me before I got to the door.

Here it comes now,

A scaly green thing.

With pulsing skin 

And a horrible head.

It's eyes pierce through the darkness,

yellow and and all-encompassing.

It reaches out for me 

With its sharp, yellow, claws.

And before I can scream, 

Cradles me in its arms.

"Shh," It says,

A heavenly voice.

"It's alright now,

"My sweet little boy."

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

OOOOhhh...it cradles him in it's arms. I'd wet the bed for sure! Loved your poem.

[r]

oooh, gawd... *shivers* It freaked me out a little bit, but very, very good. I love it; it reminds me of any kid afraid of monsters. The ending it wonderful, and I love the first stanza. :)

[Fallacy Pharmacy]

That was creepy as hell, I agree with Candy Buddah! Absolutely brilliant, I adore the last stanza. Reminded me of the time when I was little and managed to sneakily watch a scary film... Then slept with lights on because I was so freaked out XD I love this poem!

[Sam Severn]

WOW!! Creepy as all HELL! Sorta reminds me of a mix of the Metallica song "Enter Sandman" n' the world of "The Nightmare Before Christmas"...Freakin' FANTASTIC!! ㋡

[ashley]

This is interesting. I love the ending. A great poem. :D