Scared To Death

Awakened from my slumber 
The fear rushes through my body 
My heart sounds like thunder 
The air is heavy upon me 

Creatures take shape 
Molded from the black 
Under the covers I escape, 
but they're ready to attack

And then I heard 
the floorboards creak
More chilling thoughts stirred 
I even think I peed. 

Voices begin to whisper 
From underneath my bed 
"What shall we do with her, 
as we've scared her to death?"

09/01/2017
Sponsored by: Debbie Guzzi
Theme Fear
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Yuhas Avatar
September 19, 2017 at 6:49 PM
Way to write Alesia, great ending too.
Andresen Avatar
September 2, 2017 at 8:21 AM
- I often had to see under my bed before bedtime when I was a child ... I was afraid of the dark - A great poem Alesia, best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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