Thursday, January 14, 2021

Little Monsters




they harvest under your bed
soft goodnight prayers will not do as said
do not speak do not talk
for in fear they will turn to your door
sleep and wake up suddenly with tears of fear
they live to play jokes on your mind and who knows when they will come
flared into sleeplessness, wake up to see what it could be now


you should be scared of them
just like everyone else should be scared of them
half past midnight and you can hear something open the door
hiding under the covers won’t make them leave your bed
you have to witness what you hear
because they want you dead
they want to kill you and they will make your body numb



shrouding back and forth
turning side to side
wakening in horror you see them coming
coming for you in dreams of horror
sudden crashing from your mind of dreams in the night



creeping beside your bed side in hope of scare
truth to truth
lies to lies
for the little monsters its all a game that is fair
ganging up against you is what it is and what will you do?
cuts and bruises which should be nothing new to you
you wake up in horror from seeing the little monsters
shouting in laughter start running faster


you’re trapped in your room
and there’s no way to escape
the little monsters are here and give you doom
they’re ready to cut you into pieces, a never ending rape
after they’ve polished your bones they’ll wear your bones like its fate


they’re carrying their little spears and knock down the door
they’re engraved to you fear as they jump on your bed
you howl in your self-pity and pain of the horror
how will you escape? as you stare at the broken door
the door is broken and you wonder what will happen when you’re dead
you think you’ve encountered fate, but you wake up with your parents shaking you up

shrouding back and forth you see it was just a dream

turning side to side you realize nothing is what it seems
you woke up the dead with your deadly scream
you thought they were coming for you in dreams of horror
but you realize it was all a dream but look at the broken door
and wonder if it was real

shrouding back and forth
turning side to side
wakening in horror you see them coming
coming for you in dreams of horror
sudden crashing from your mind of dreams in the night





"The Little Monsters"
Red and Blue Dragon Fantasy LLC.
Ryan Keith Johnson
Copy Right 2012
All Rights Reserved.


Available on Red Dragon Fantasy: Song Lyrics and Poetry and "The Legacy Anthology".
 Also available on Kindle. 

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