The Monster Under My Bed (The second poem in my collection of dark poems)

we all have that dream or vision sometime in life..................

The bed I lay my head upon

Was inhabited by a fiend

And from midnight to dawn

You could clearly hear its screams.

Every day without fail

He'd be ready at night

His dire shrieks would start

After I turned off the lights.

Though I told my mom and dad

They told me I was unwise

But how could I explain further

About the deadly devil cries?   

As I grew up

His cries went faint

And I silently thanked

The responsible saint

To this day I don't know

What the beast wanted

But I can confidently say:

"My room was once haunted"

Reviews

[LauraraMonique]

awwww this was good! Don't ever stop writing. You're excellent.

Best,

Laura.Productions

[floira]

thanx a lot laura!!! well if u like this, maybe you'll be interested to read the dark forest poem i posted. the idea is the same

[LauraraMonique]

I'll have to go check that out! :D