Beneath My Bed...

lurks some unknown
It still is there
Although I'm grown.

From sound sleep
I will wake
If I reach the edge
My life's at stake

I know it's crazy
But it's also real
There no controlling
How I feel.

Boogeyman
Unknown fear
Waits all night
For parts to appear

If  I jump
Not wide enough
I run the chance
Of getting snuffed.

Boogeymen and scores unseen
Wait beneath my bed
"They like the tender ones,"
My sister always said.


dVerse Poets Pub with a challenge from Brian Miller this week.  Reveal your monsters and enjoy the fun.