Maybe it's an illusion
And there's really nothing there;
Yes, just a mild delusion
But so help me, I could swear
Each night I'm not alone.
Maybe it's from viewing
All too many horror flicks;
Yet bedtime finds me stewing
'Bout the scene my mind depicts;
Each time I hear that moan.
Maybe deprivation's
All I'm really going through;
Your basic visitations
By a ghost that's haunting you,
End up as silly dreams.
Maybe I'd dismiss it
As another sleepless night;
Yet one could hardly miss it
Bellow out in mad delight,
Eliciting my screams.
Maybe what I'm hearing
At this hour within my room;
Yelling close by, ever nearing,
Bears a harbinger of doom;
Emerging from this hell.
Maybe, but come morning
All is well, I can relax;
Yesterday was just a warning:
Bean-o cancels these attacks;
Even stops the deadly smell.
What did you think
Comments
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I love how you spell out maybe in each stanza!! Great job!
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Thank you, Bonnie!
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