The monster staring into your deep dark soul,
Suddenly you feel as if your forever falling down a hole,
You try to run there is no escape,
Your own vision stretches to a very strange dark shape.
The monster staring into your deep dark soul,
This monster as scary and as hairy as a mole,
My mind just went blank,
The monster let me live this time I gave a huge thanks.
The monster staring into your deep dark soul,
To get away is my only goal,
This time he wouldn’t let me run,
He was coming as fast as a dangerous bullet from a gun.
The monster staring into your deep dark soul,
I thought that I would get eaten I was in a giant fruit bowl,
Bang the gun had been fired,
When it gets me will it cook me in a burning hot fryer?
Really interesting poem good use of poetry