"The Boogeyman" by Wolfiez

Page 1 of 4

The Boogeyman:

Once the morning light comes,
He fades away,
Until then,
He wafts through your mind,
Like a shadow that never leaves your side,

Page 2 of 4

Sophistication, elegance, surrealness,
Echoing through your thoughts,
Cackling at them all,
Like a grotesque child that never leaves your side,

A golden glow glides through the cracks,
Defeating the beautiful darkness that was once apparent,

Page 3 of 4

It is almost gone,

He rushes to find darkness for it is no longer visable,
Screaming, Screeching
and silence is heard,
White noise.
He is gone now for

When the morning light comes,
He fades away.

Page 4 of 4

Poem originally created by:
Cara Wellington 2018