led zppelilin fan
08-19-2005, 05:17 AM
my first poem
the monsters they are not dead.
in your closet in your head.
violently they creep.
silently you sleep.
monsters they are not dead.
in your closet under your bed.
there teeth bite deep.
your blood they reap.
all the monsters have died.
in your dreams they hide.
until the next night they wait in spite.
until the next night you wait in fright.
thoughts please
the monsters they are not dead.
in your closet in your head.
violently they creep.
silently you sleep.
monsters they are not dead.
in your closet under your bed.
there teeth bite deep.
your blood they reap.
all the monsters have died.
in your dreams they hide.
until the next night they wait in spite.
until the next night you wait in fright.
thoughts please