The Bogeyman comes late at night.
So stay under the covers, tuck them in tight.
Close your eyes, pretend to sleep,
Even though you hear him creep.
If your eyes stay shut very tight,
You can make it through the night.
Just let him play his twisted games,
In time my child he'll go away.
Breathe deep and even, don't say a word.
Keep your calm little girl.
After he leaves tuck the covers back in,
Put it out of your mind, forget about him.
Go to sleep proud you did not scream,
Tell yourself it was just a bad dream.
Wake up and wash with water that scalds.
Keep your secrets, build your walls.
Sit down to breakfast, take your place.
After all you never saw his face.
Remind yourself it was just a fable,
And that's not him at the head of the table.
 Deshtai · Wed Jun 16, 2010 @ 09:51am · 0 Comments |
