There's a monster in the roomThere's an unsettling feeling of impending doom
I look under the bed
Nothing...My stomach sinks and fills with dread
It's in here somewhere I can feel it
I look around the dark room that's only moonlit
Nothing...Yet I can feel the monster radiating hate
I stand up and walk towards the closet I stop and hesitate
Slowly I reach for the door handle
I open it and something falls out making me jump in fright but its only my sandal
I put a hand to my pounding heart
I can feel the monsters anguish now it's off the chart
I'm getting closer...
I'm so scared that I start to lose my composure
I feel the monster it's corrupted and vile
It's oh so very hostile
I let out a breath I was holding and turn my head
I look on the other side of the bed
I catch a glimpse in the mirror and do a double take
It's gotta be a mistake...
I see the monster staring right back at me I look at it straight in the eye..My very own eyes
ESTÁ A LER
Tide (Poems)
PoesiaTides are always changing The sun and the moon arranging Beauty and destruction Like a artistic production Its all in the journey of riding the tide of life First place winner at the We are writers awards. Copyrighted,All Rights Reserved