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My bed has a secret
why me?
why my bed?
I fear going to bed at night
as soon as I lay down
as my eyes close
when there is no more visible light
I feel it
it starts at the bottom of my bed
walking
slowly
towards my head
I cling tight to my blanket
feeling it
closing in
praying I make it
unable to move, paralyzed
its next to me
breathing heavily
I am terrified
everyday I awake unscathed
yet I fear my bed
I fear the night
to this fear I am enslaved
why my bed?
I fear going to bed at night
as soon as I lay down
as my eyes close
when there is no more visible light
I feel it
it starts at the bottom of my bed
walking
slowly
towards my head
I cling tight to my blanket
feeling it
closing in
praying I make it
unable to move, paralyzed
its next to me
breathing heavily
I am terrified
everyday I awake unscathed
yet I fear my bed
I fear the night
to this fear I am enslaved
Published 27th Jul 2012
| Edited 18th Nov 2013
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27th Jul 2012 9:23pm
Things n' monsters that go bump in the night....glad I don't have your bed. :P
Good poem :)
Good poem :)
27th Jul 2012 9:42pm
Anonymous
27th Jul 2012 10:32pm
Sounds like an INCUBUS
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incubus
Good poem.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incubus
Good poem.
28th Jul 2012 00:46am
I remember as a kid putting my hand
between bed and wall so I could cool down a
bit. I would be terrified that something would
reach up and touch me.
28th Jul 2012 2:57am
I don't know if you intended this but I imagine that this poem is from the point of view of a child. It's really good. I enjoyed reading it.
18th Nov 2013 2:12pm
