Terror Rising (Original Poem)

Terror Rising

I have to stay still, mum and dad are both dead
And I'm curled up an hiding under their bed
I can hear snarling and breathing somewhere overhead
And I'm trying to stifle my crying

It's stench is like vomit with putrid undertones
I keep hearing it crunching and I just know that it's bones
I can feel my heart beating over its groans
And I'm gagging to scream but denying

I can see my young brother as I look to the door
He's frozen with fear as this thing gives a roar
I'm willing him hard to to lie down on the floor
And he looks so confused but he's trying

I smell a warm putrid breeze as a face levels mine
And i open my eyes and I sink, it's my time
It drags me out by the hair while dislocating my spine
And the last thing I hear is me dying

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That's my sister thats hiding, she's scared and right there
And she whispering something but I don't really care
I've commanded my monster to drag her out by her hair
And as it eats her the feeling's electrifying

Their mistake was in thinking I was their innocent child
But the truth is that boy has been dead for a while
I killed him in a way you'd consider most vile
And I was left covered in his blood, solidifying

So when you tuck in your children and you kiss them goodnight
And they tell you there's something under their bed, then they're right
We just fade out of view when you turn on the light
But we're there and we're truly terror rising

A.T.G