Bogeyman
the boogeyman will tear you apart
i've sat back and thought on all
the lies i was fed as a child
i remember the countless stories of
the boogeyman
the terrifying ending that awaited if you
missed a bath, didn't brush your teeth, or if
you didn't complete your homework on time
i can recall every threat, lie, and
empty promise that awaited me if
i disobeyed any rule
my mother set in place
i had yet to know that the boogeyman can
operate through people and use them as
puppets in a string of cruel games
i lacked knowledge regarding his
authority and his hold on unspoken fears
i was ignorant to the fact that physical pain
was not the only pain with the force to make
a human being break
i would sit through a thousand lashes than
undergo another disappointing ending
i would lie on a bed of needles to avoid
falling for another lie, or captivating smile
i would battle the gods of thunder and water
rather than to give my heart to someone who
deceitfully claims they love me
for only disappointment awaits
only you can dwell inside your walls
people will perish and disappear
but stay alert or else
the boogeyman will tear you apart
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