Eyes In My Attic

The door to my attic
positioned way up high
every time I look at it
I'm sure about to cry

every night it moves a little
I swear two eyes are peering out
cowering beneath my blankets
I'm to afraid to shout

I take one more little peak
those eyes are staring back
my limbs frozen paralyzed
I think I'm having a heart attack

jump out of my bed real quick
my legs just like jello
uncaring that my new Pj's
are stained a bright,bright yellow

leap into my parents bed
wake them, don't I dare
my Pj's now feeling wet and cold
yet I don't really care

I think I am safe now
but only for just one second
my dad is now awake
he'll be angry I do reckon

back to my bed for me
dad leading me by the hand
there are eyes in the ceiling
you just don't understand

enough of this silly nonsense
say he, as he tucks me in my bed
my last resort I hold my breath
until my face turns bright,bright red

there is no time to waste
I need my way real fast
I turn a shade of purple
getting his attention at long last

he shakes me and shakes me
nearly turns me upside down
if my friends could only see me now
I'd be the laugh of our town

I let my breath out quickly
as dad lays me on the floor
taking one more look
at the eyes in the attic door

dad goes and gets the plywood
nails that door up real tight
mutters quietly to himself
"I just can't take this one more night"