The Bogeyman Has Gone Forever Poem by Sinclair Azubuike Farrell

The bogeyman
Has been got rid of
He doesn't hide in my closet
Because I refuse to let him in
To creep around in the dark
Causing me to live on edge

I am not frightened anymore
For my sub conscious has outgrown
Any irrational rejection
Of the unknown

I face my fears in the mirror
Not scared of any gruesome entity
Which, isn't behind me

I could live in fear
But I refused
To be scared to death
In a game of cat and mouse
I decided to win
And now the bogeyman
Has forever gone.