Terror Toy
glowing eyes
i hold in the night
so comforting
yet it brings me fright
i hear a bump
in my midnight bed
looking to the eyes
of his maniacle head
the walls are closing in
its time to elope
as fears saliva
runs down my throat
i stand up
its time to hide
the very thing
that comforts my mind
through the terror
of a little boy
i was only afriad
of a glowing toy