Safety

A poem about a child's nightmare and life. PLZ READ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The monsters chase my dreams

They catch them, and they chase me

I look for a loved one; A safety

 

It isn't to be

Its only monsters

 

I spot a person!

 

But they transform too

They're everywhere!

 

I awake to shivers

And know, its not real

But just the same, I shake

 

I long for the comfort of paternal arms

Which I'm forbidden to enter

 

So I roam

Oh yes, I roam

With tremors down my spine

And with not, but my cotton animal

To protect me

 

The goosebumps raise

I know, even so young, I know

If they follow through my mind

I can leave every hope behind

 

There is no safety here

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

creepy, right up my alley, haha

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

why thank you creeper i do try :-) this is actually a nonfiction poem
welcome to emily's reality mwahaha

[Rob Santana]

hahahaha

[shultzfeather]

tough times dear, goodness, hang in there.

[shultzfeather]

Dear, ok, you have a remembering

[shultzfeather]

got the goods down, photographic you

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

lol thanx