Shrouded with worry
sadness surrounds me.
How can people be
so cruel?
Monsters living right next door.
The Boogeyman is no longer
just in the closet.
He walks amongst us
in his clever disguise.
Looking out from the dark shadowland
that is his mind.
Consience blinded by desires so inky black
We cannot fathom.
Waiting to prey on wide eyed innocence.
Feeding on trust like candy.
Luring the beautiful children into his trap.
They have no chance against pure evil.
The monsters prey without compassion.
I walk in sadness
shrouded in sorrow.