We all come out on a dark night
Hiding in the shadows
Were prepared to give a fright
Sharp teeth and our legs are hairy
The perfect adjetive is the word scary
First sight and we frighten your kids
We can be found with the trash
Horrible breath
Can be found with the trash
Assassinating people and putting their bodies in a stash
Blood on the ground
The stinch in the air
Smells so good
I love making the crunching sound
My teeth stained with blood
Breaking your skull is fun
Actually a habit
Looking at your face
I see it and grab it
They say the light is my weakness
I just laugh
Then I bite off their foot and begin to eat their calf
The day is annoying
I love the night
What can I say bout dead bodies
I love the sight
So when you wake up to a scream
That's me
If you see the images of my work
In your bed you will pee
YOU ARE READING
Creepers
PoetryAs you read this poem think bout the horror you've encountered in your life and try to guess who "we" are