Asleep under the bed


They wake us in the morning

Steal the air from our throat

Making us choke in our lungs

Hit us with the same emotions

Strip us bare from love

Having to face our fears throughout each day

They manipulate our brains

Mixing up the wires

Bathe within our blood

Make us conspire

They follow us on each path

Stalk us through the day and night

Trip us up at any chance

Falling at every fright

They join us in the bath

Where our tears drain

Lurk behind the shadows

Settle in the corners of our brains

They sneak within the sheets

Mutter in our ears

Sit at the end of the bed

Ready to possess

Attack us in our dreams

The only place of peace

They sleep under the bed

But aren’t truly to rest

Only we can do that

If we’re brave

Their the lotion we put on our skin

They sink deep within

Their the food we eat


Making our organs weep

Their only our demons

We’ve been betrayed by our sins

We all have them

Only you choose if they win

  • Author: ShannonXx (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2017 07:17
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 65
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  • magenta1


    We weep for the willow which never sheds a tear
    We smile for the memories we hold dear
    It is only when we sin it becomes clear
    That a Judeo-Christian life can be one of fear

    So put what lurks under the bed
    Out of your head
    For soon they will come and take you for dead
    Dead, dead and gone and another heart will beat on
    To occupy your space but never to take your place
    In this world of words left can be right
    And sunrise could just be night

    Forget it all and hear the call of your youth
    That I see in your image in all truth
    For those who write are never really home
    And an author is forever alone

  • Michael Edwards

    Always and forever half full - a poem with great hope - a real good 'un Shannon.

    • ShannonXx

      Thank you 😊

    • Edthepoet

      I'm loving the obscure imagery you've created here & the way you let it run from beginning to end. Great flow, excellent write.

      • ShannonXx

        Thank you so much 😊

      • FredPeyer

        Shannon, this great well written poem hammers at the reader relentlessly until salvation appears in the last four lines.
        Excellent writing, it really drew me in.

        • ShannonXx

          Thank you really appreciate the comment

        • malubotelho

          Wow Shanon. Great. What an awesome write. I call them ego. What it. They are not only under the bed but they are within us. Thanks for your piece of art.

          • ShannonXx

            Thank you so much 😊

          • Nicholas Browning

            There's a demon within us all. Whether to befriend them, use them, fear them, is all up to the individual. Good poetry.

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