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Slumber Again
Falling in my bed as deep slumber tries to take place.
Keeping toes from going too close to the edge.
Because I'm still scared of the monsters under my bed.
They creep.
They crawl into my head.
Grab my ankles and drag me under again.
Clawing my skin.
Sometimes the visions seem so real.
Call it schizophrenia and laugh instead.
But when night comes, I'll be the one you dread.
Waiting for you to slumber again.
Keeping toes from going too close to the edge.
Because I'm still scared of the monsters under my bed.
They creep.
They crawl into my head.
Grab my ankles and drag me under again.
Clawing my skin.
Sometimes the visions seem so real.
Call it schizophrenia and laugh instead.
But when night comes, I'll be the one you dread.
Waiting for you to slumber again.
Published 22nd Dec 2013
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22nd Dec 2013 2:05am
The poem sets up a very real image which a lot of people can relate to immediately, setting the dark tone up for the rest of the poem. Bringing back those childhood images revivificating those memories. Once you've got those images back into the minds of your reader you play with it, making it seem so real and then, finally, you warn them with that final ironic statement that you, yourself, are coming to get them. Very well executed with solid beat and an easy read, thank you (:
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