Here come the monsters,
Leaving the closet,
And breaking down the doors,
Here come all the visions,
We see in the dark,
The ones that haunt our dreams,
And break our will to hold the tears,
From pouring onto our faces,
To be seen by those who will mock,
But we do not care,
We hide under our blankets,
And pray they will leave in the daylight,
And when day breaks,
We see the light,
And know,
They will be back tonight,
And you may have survived,
But you know what that means?
They will be hungrier tonight.
YOU ARE READING
The book of death
HorrorPrepare to learn of the most foul creatures and tales ever known to man in this collection of stories that most surely makes those in it wish to be dead.
