Monsters surround me,
They watch me while I sleep ,
And each and every night ,
When the clock strikes Midnight ,
I count to 5,
The door creeks open ,
And the room suddenly gets dark,
But I can see their shadows ,
Moving in the dark ,
For the voices that talk ,
Inside of my head ,
Scare me to my witts end ,
The voices are deep,
And start to lure me in,
Monsters are surrounding me ,
They're watching while I sleep ,
hot breath going down my neck ,
Killing all hope left,
For they now had me ,
Right were they want me,
I crawl to the corner ,
And shiver in fear,
As I feel their cold blooded bodies ,
Brush up and down my legs,
I try to scream ,
Though I know no one will here,
As this place was abandoned long ago ,
They get closer,
And engulf my body,
Slowly taking over my mind ,
They make me think stuff,
I shouldn't be thinking ,
And do things that are not normal ,
But this doesn't scare me,
Not even a little ,
For deep down ,
I always knew ,
I was going crazy...
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Reality - Poetry
ПоэзияA bunch of poems that show the truth about the horrible world we live in and the thoughts of those suffering.
