Lilly Mimic

In the flower beds at night,

as the little buds are

tucked in tight.

 

A monster grows out of sight.

when you sleep without a light.

 

If you knew what grew

beneath you,

In the darkest hours of night.

you would take flight.

 

 

Lily Mimic plays with your plight.

Scratching at the depths of fright.

 

Once its in your mind it holds you tight.

Caught within the roots with little fight.

 

Lily Mimic controls your Night.

In your mind out of sight.

 

 

Done