Monsters In The Dark - Poem by cassandra rainbolt
sounds and scratches on the floor, as muscles
tense from the sores.
they fester deep and cling real tight, haunting
taunting in the night
you plea for help but no one's there, as your
blood spills everywhere.
you scream and beg through the pitch black room
pleading for them to leave real soon
screeching at your once safe mind, they take
away all comfort you find
tears and claw marks down my face, i want
to leave this tortorous place.
i beg them please one last time, but their blood
lust screech drowns out my cries.
monsters, monsters...under my bed...will leave
my mind forever dead...
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