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The candle that flickers in the distance The night-light that illuminates the room Still doesn’t protect me from the monster That isn’t really there He lives in the darkest corner of my room And waits until I am asleep To lurk into the faint light And show his faceless face As I awake from my slumber He puts a trace on my soul So that he can safely approach My defenseless body I lie their as still as a statue I try hard to let out a scream And when nothing comes out He stands over top of me He knows he is winning When he stares into my petrified eyes But when I look back at him I wonder if he is trying to make me stronger He takes his nonexistent hands And places them onto my chest And with increasing pressure He squeezes the breath out of my body I gather all the strength I have Trying to force a movement And just when I’ve given up I feel my toes wiggle Relief rushes through my body like a drug And finally the movement transfers From my toes to my legs From my legs to my entire body I break free from his despicable clutch And I let out an ear piercing scream I spring out from under the covers In hopes that I catch my terrorist I hear the stomps of my parents Coming from the hallway They enter my room Before I can tell them “no” And the hall light produces Just enough light To make my demon Disappear I hang my head in defeat My parents make sure that I am okay And after they tuck me in I lie in bed And wait for him to visit again.
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
My Demon
The candle that flickers in the distance The night-light that illuminates the room Still doesn’t protect me from the monster That isn’t really there He lives in the darkest corner of my room And waits until I am asleep To lurk into the faint light And show his faceless face As I awake from my slumber He puts a trace on my soul So that he can safely approach My defenseless body I lie their as still as a statue I try hard to let out a scream And when nothing comes out He stands over top of me He knows he is winning When he stares into my petrified eyes But when I look back at him I wonder if he is trying to make me stronger He takes his nonexistent hands And places them onto my chest And with increasing pressure He squeezes the breath out of my body I gather all the strength I have Trying to force a movement And just when I’ve given up I feel my toes wiggle Relief rushes through my body like a drug And finally the movement transfers From my toes to my legs From my legs to my entire body I break free from his despicable clutch And I let out an ear piercing scream I spring out from under the covers In hopes that I catch my terrorist I hear the stomps of my parents Coming from the hallway They enter my room Before I can tell them “no” And the hall light produces Just enough light To make my demon Disappear I hang my head in defeat My parents make sure that I am okay And after they tuck me in I lie in bed And wait for him to visit again.
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
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