Night Scares Poem by martin Gedge

POEM " NIGHT SCARES " by martin gedge

The wicked comes a calling in the midst of your duress

to sweep the window open in a room of shadowed guest

inhaled of what your dreaming like a bug it will infest

to pounce of every ounce there is to take

restless in the nestle with the weight of heavy stone

caught up breathing fever as the devil creeps the throne

you feel the tightened straps wrapped around your body bone

to screaming deep inside but never wake

for the entity of silence be it still with reaping pain

injected in the cavity to sit among the brain

to stew it's brew and simmer slowly tugging on your chain

watching from a picture avenue

and slowly pools are drying in dim flickers of the light

to feed upon the open sores that lend the gift of sight

and drain of all your weakness as it takes over the fight

to stitch for every needle pin you chew

the state to race the mind while turning corners in your head

claws to gripping covers while your limbs to fold the bed

the night to scare you silly has just woken up the dead

and thorns will form like spindles of your back

to full encased and severed of the well succeeded soul

to take of all the innocence and watch it lose control

another dream is emptied in the house above the hole

with the pockets of your sockets bleeding black....

by martin gedge©