I Am...

• Thomas Burkett, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2018

I`m not the one hiding under your bed.
But my teeth are sharp and my eyes glow red.
I`m not the wind blowing through your hair.
But I am the one giving sweet nightmares.
I`m am not the one who answers when you ask who`s there.
But you will find that I am still be there.
I will not be the one to tell you goodnight.
For I will be the one to keep you up with fright.
I am unable to live in the light, you will only find me at night.
For I am the one thing that haunts you at night.
I am the ever creeping shadow of darkness.