So when I created this blog I promised that I would never resort to angsty poetry or rants about my millions of crushes...I am only half-breaking the promise. No rants about crushes...and only one poem...and I wouldn't consider it angsty.
I hate posting my poetry. I don't write a lot and the stuff that I do write I'm never happy with. BUT, that being said, I was cruising my blog list when I read this, and it made me smile. And then my ego interrupted and reminded me that once, a long time ago, I wrote a poem that I'm quite proud of in the same vein and I thought that maybe someone might read it and smile. So...here:

A Nightmare kid I always was
screaming once the lights were off
the monsters 'neath my bed were real
on my toes their breath I'd feel
dark would seem extremely long
even though my nightlight shone
Monsters hid behind closed doors
Watching, drooling on the floor
Creaks of beasts kept me awake
Under the covers I would quake
Surely beasts would come and pounce
They'd gobble me up, ounce by ounce
Couldn't scream, not make a sound
Or from the shadows they would bound
Visions of terror danced in my head
Forever scared of waking up dead