Creepy

A creepy poem.

Of shadow and dirt,

creepy crawlies rose from the earth.

Soon the worms tried

to eat my skirt.

I tugged and tugged

with no relief,

then I realized

I’m laying in bed

wrestling with the sheets.

© By Amanda D Shelton

Author's Note

Please be kind, I am disabled so there might be a few spelling errors. If any are found please let me know so I can correct it. Thank you.