My Creatures

Help Me I'm going insane!
As I type my stories to you
one by one they appear.
They are my shadow figures
who taunt me while I sleep.

Only now they come to play
with me while I sit here and
weep.
They poke my butt
and wake me from my sleep.
Wake me up until I scream.

They walk on the walls
gliding in the shadows
Right now there slamming
the door behind me.

Help Me I'm going Insane
I want these creatures I write
about to go away!

I've called upon my friend
to come bless my house
but hes taking to god damn
long.
What can I do when they
fondle my breast.

Leave me paralyzed
and can't speak.
Help Me My Creatures Are
Driving Me Insane.

I just want them to go away.

Even though I put this under the funny categories this poem is true. I have shadow ghost that like to play games with me and at this moment they were slamming my doors. And the other night I woke up to them poking at my butt.