What are these monsters i can hear
they seem to be all over, everywhere
They try to scare me, even kill me
I try to tell, but no one believes me
They are here and they plan to stay
“We want to eat you” I hear them say
They creep and they crawl
Up and down my bedroom wall
In their mouths are their sword like teeth
Their mouths are as though they are a sheath
So they wait and they hide
Waiting for me to walk inside
And then they attack like assassins of the night
They kill me quickly not even the slightest of a fight
Write to Live; Live to Read: Poetry
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