come look inside my
head
where the
nightmares come from
is it real or a
dream
distortions
everywhere
cover your mouth,
don't scream
come look inside my
head
where you wont find
cob webs
but creatures that
live there
grotesque, demented
things
that don't play
nice or share
come look inside my
head
where sleeping
beauty rest
and Puffin-stuff
dose play
a musical diddy
as my thoughts go
astray
come look inside my
head
it looks vacant
this time
where's the
monsters you said
slipped into the
darkness
considering I'm
dead
Monchielle Poem
Copyright © 2015 by
Patrick B Vince
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