Monsters Of The Mind
Deep and dark is their lair,
and behind the mind’s closed doors,
they like to squat, waiting with brooding stare
plotting to make trouble like furtive festering sores.
Watch and wait is their way,
so patiently they hold until we sleep
at which point the malevolence held at bay
bursts forth and evil mischief we begin to reap.
They crawl and slither out,
to start work distorting thought
with many a poison twisted shout
at the carousel on which you’re caught.
As they ply their evil trade
all problems and issues increase
always darker and endlessly replayed
til morning when the terrors do briefly cease.