They Didn't Come Poem by Zyw Zywa

For months I was afraid
to go to bed, afraid
of the nightmares of the army

of bees with their big bulging eyes
they buzzed to me from all sides
and kept hanging in front of my face

I screamed: mum, dad
It woke me up, but
they didn't come, I was alone

At school I made mistakes
I'd rather not get a turn
Always I had been the best

but now I started to hesitate
and again my answer was wrong
The teacher called me forward

and then I did know the result
and he that this was not a mystery
but eyes become near-sighted