Things Do Go Bump In The Night Poem by Melynda Smith

*I see you.....*
You may think that you're safe,
in your room at night.
But at night, everything comes out to play.
Red eyes shine underneath the bed,
Laughter and growling come from your closet.
Shaking, you close your eyes,
and say it's not real.
Man, you are so wrong.
Everything you say isn't, is.
Things DO go bump in the night,
While you're awake or not.
Nails scratch at your window,
screeching and clawing.
Hide under the blankets,
do whatever you want,
they'll still be there no matter what, creeping around.
Scream,
run to ma + pa, yell,
They'll find you, haunt you, scare you and make you scream.
So, yes.
Things DO go Bump in the Night.