The little boy fears
what’s under the bed
Fearing monsters
will steal his breath
Dark, shapeless things
from darkest depths
He shakes with fear at
what’s under the bed
Covers wrapped tight
against creatures dark
Long bony fingers
reaching for his heart
Creeping, crawling
from underneath
He hears them coming
like chattering teeth
Scared, so scared at
what’s under the bed
These monsters that
bring only death
Under the covers
he now dives
As something crawls
him to find
He feels it on
his bed
Coming towards
his head
Finally he lets
out a scream
Waking from his
nightmarish dream…
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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wooww!! the fears we all have when growing up of the monster under the bed…amazing!!!
Thank you. I had a very vivid imagination as a kid and would imagine all-sorts coming up for me. I had a loft/attic in my room which scared the hell out of me. May write about that. Bit similar to this one though. Make it more vivid or try to…