The BoogyMan

Since I was young and innocent, i view the boogyman as the scariest thing to walk the dark fantasy earth, beating the werewolves and ghosts to become #1. But as i grow older, maturity sets in like the high tide, and I know sooner or later, the Boogyman will no longer haunt me. So in spirit of that i wrote a little poem to commemorate his death in my fantasy world.



|| R.I.P The BoogeyMan ||

the BoogeyMan!

He's Dead

or so the folks said

everybody is safe

even the bats in that old cave

but even it's quiet and still

walking past the tomb

in the moonless night's chill

one will still feel

that murderous intent to kill

and if you train your ears

confirmed they will be, your fears

scratching and scraping

from down below

the splinter of wood

the crumbling of soil-ho!

soon you'll realize that

all this is just in your head

for the Boogeyman

Is Dead!


sigh... i feel like an old friend has gone very far away.