as the sun sets and the night begins our fears of the night come to life.
as we climb into our beds and close our eyes hoping to escape the darkness and be safe.
but all that happens is you hear a noise and think of what it could be as you wearily crawl out of bed to see what made the noise.
your cat runs by and you see that it only has knocked down the plant you clean up it you and go back to bed and close your eyes and all your fears are gone as you sleep
good poem...you start off with "we" and end up with "you". maybe it's just me, but i'd have the same tense throughout the entire poem. and maybe would have used some more imagery, about how things look different in the night, the shadow of a tree on the wall looks like a menacing "boogie man"...you know, like how our eyes play tricks on us at night...that's usually why people are afraid of the dark right? otherwise, good job!
Submission Name: darkness
