You know im starting this thread out of plain principal because ive seem tons of art on these forums and barely any poems.So here goes:
When nightfall comes.
And children go to bed.
A litle boy named timmy.
Searches under his bed.
He is looking for his lamp.
A trusty sidekick in the dark.
It chases all the monster away.
For in the closet they all hide.
You see litle timmy has always been scared of the dark.
Whether outside or at home.
Wherether its night or he is simply in the basement.
He always caries his trusted friend lamp.
And in the end it help him again and again.
Unforunately as often it goes.
The lamp was a cheap one.
So quicly it broke.
Litle timmy was shocked.
And scared out to tears.
For without his friend lamp.
The monsters would come out.
So litle timmy stayed up.
Sitting in his bed.
Afraid to fall victim to the terible sleep.
The monsters would come out.
And drag him away.
To the land of enternall darkness.
And maybe leave him halfway.
And every night litle timmy fought.
Against his personal dreadnaught.
Only his was a strange one.
He fought against sleep.
And thsi si where i ran out of ideas
PS:This was writen as it went so i know its not realy good.
