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Rated: E · Poetry · Ghost · #1171757
Late in the night, no light, much fright.
The Greatest Fear

My mom turns off the light, tells me not to have fright.
She closes the door; it is late in the night.

Then I am left, all alone in my bed.
I pull the covers tight over my head.

In the back of my mind, I hear a scream.
The closet creaks open, or so it seems.

There’s a rapping on the window, loud and clear.
Steady breathing beside me, so terribly near.

And a fear grows inside me, of what I can’t see,
“There’s a monster in my room, and it wants to eat me!”

So I think of a plan to fight this strange foe.
An enemy I can’t see, some fiend I don’t know.

So I jump out of bed and I rush to the door,
I turn on the lights, if just to be sure.

I look out the window, and under my bed;
I search through the closet; all I find is stale bread.

Then I realize the truth; it was all in my mind,
I was making myself believe there were monsters to find.

But in reality, my greatest fear is my own brain.
It can scare me to death; can make me go insane.
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