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There's a Monster in my Closet

Written by Jolie Kreid

 

There’s a monster in my closet.
He keeps me up every night.
He creates a racket now and then,
then disappears out of sight.

I’ve never caught this monster,
Not once, nor ever
I try my best, I tell on him,
but this monster seems quite clever.

I tell my mom, I tell my dad
no one believes me, it’s so sad,
the monster yells and screams
it haunts me in my dreams

Boom! Boom!
Eeek! Wheech!
I’m the only one who can hear this monster’s speech.
As I said, this monster is smart

When anyone opens the closet door,
Boom! He’s gone!
But I’m still tired and sore.
This monster never lets me rest.
He really is a pest

In the closet, under my bed,
He is always one step ahead.
He’s always gone, always here
even when I’m reassured, “There’s no need to fear”

 

I’m telling you now,
to go run and hide,
for my monster’s on the loose
To cage him, I’ve tried.

Yes me, I’m relieved
This is no longer his home
But now it’s searching for another one,
Around the street’s he’ll rome.

 

Don’t let him in,
And keep in mind, he hates light
Or otherwise,
he’s bound to give you a fright.

Good luck sleeping tonight...

 

 

Jolie Kreid is a 17-year-old journalist and poet born and bred in Greece. She is a teen services librarian and teaches small art classes for kids of ages 6 - 8.