Night Terror

Dreams aren't always what they seem

She would say this often to comfort me

and with a kiss goodnight, while she held me tight

I'd drift back off to sleep

Hiding in the closet I can still feel her embrace

I'd see him there, muscles bare, no flesh covering his face

Gnashing teeth exposed, two bloody holes for a nose

A monster we couldn't escape

He's not going to hurt us she promised

He loves us, trust me, honest

Then he'd tear us from our hiding spot and throw us in his boiling pot

For the meal he prepared to demolish