Monster In My Closet Poem by Christa Lou

There’s a monster in my closet
And another under my bed
Both of them have jagged teeth
And they turn my blood to lead.

There’s a ghoul behind that curtain
And a ghost atop those stairs
And if I move, if I stir
They churn inside their lairs.

There’s a goblin behind the piping
And a brownie in the wall
Their eerie midnight calls are heard
From far beyond the hall.

There are monsters and ghouls and goblins
Laughing at me, under my bed
And I hold my heart and weep, because
They’re all inside my head.