Under The Bed

Under The Bed

A Poem by Andrea
"

Written by the monster under the bed.

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I didn't mean to scare you away

and now i hide my shame

as i lay under the bed

like a monster.


I spend the day down there

waiting again for a chance to pounce.

When the night falls,

I can awaken from this state.


My piercing eyes

stare from beneath the bed skirt

and my claws pull me out

into the moon lit world.


I see you asleep in your bed.

A sigh let out between my razor sharp teeth.


Why did you have to run away screaming?

We could have been together

you know.


Now all i can do

is adore you from afar,

in places you can not see me:

the places you would not search to find me.

There, lying under your bed

or peeking from within the closet.

© 2012 Andrea


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great job!!! keep it up;)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Maybe if we all faced our fears, instead of running from them, they would seem so bad.

Posted 12 Years Ago


We are all monsters if we would
worry kids and disturb adults.
Hiding our faults is probably
how the monster develops.
A truly gifted writer has written
a materpiece in this.
----- John

Posted 12 Years Ago


:-)
I'm away to check under my bed.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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lei
wow scary but not...



Now all i can do
is adore you from afar,
in places you can not see me:
the places you would not search to find me.
There, lying under your bed
or peeking from within the closet.


Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow- I like it :) never thought about the fact perhaps my nightime onste just wants to be friends...
Great R&R- I especially like this stanza:
"Now all i can do
is adore you from afar,
in places you can not see me:
the places you would not search to find me.
There, lying under your bed
or peeking from within the closet."
Wonderful, keep up the barmy ideas :D

Posted 12 Years Ago


That is an interesting twist to the monster under the bed... it makes a great point that things are not always as they seem and we miss out on a lot by fearing the unknown.

and my claws pull my out

I think you meant "me" instead of "my"



Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on March 2, 2012
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