In the Closet

I hide in the closet and escape the thundering voices the lightning quick flashes of insanity In the closet I go unnoticed I cannot feel their thoughts their words cannot puncture me their anger cannot infect me I hide from yellowed skin forked tongues dripping fangs striking and hissing like cobras in duet I hide afterward I crawl peeking through the crack light on my face, careful the door doesn’t creak I quell the light dark and hushed then I notice the closet door is ajar Tiptoe, tiptoe so dark within green tentacles reaching I slam the door and run! I peep from beneath the covers you know there are monsters in the closet