Dark Poems

My Monsters

-My Monsters-

The darkness will surround you
and when it does you better watch out.
Shadows will be crawling
on the walls and the ceiling.
Can't escape now
can't go back anymore.

A maze in my head
of the monsters under my bed.
Each one with their own name
each one playing their own game.
The ones that I create in my head
They are My monsters.

Black hole into the past
dark memories that always last.
In the back of your mind
you know the monsters aren't kind.
But you still ache
for the fear within you they make.