Poems

Under my bed

I sleep with the monsters,
Who live under my bed.
I think with the demons,
Who fester inside my head.

I dream about the creature,
Who threaten me at night.
I fight fire with the devil,
Who will never see the light.

I shoot all the werewolves,
Who howl at the moon.
I fight with the warriors,
Who will win some day soon.

I run from the vampires,
All want me dead.
Then I go back to sleep,
With the monsters under my bed.