Jelly Doughnut

My room is never dark here

The streetlight outside keeps it

Lit like an ember. 

I'm glad for it, 

The dark only makes me think 

And thinking gets me scared sometimes.

My mind is a playground, 

You don't go after dark. 

I sleep easy now, 

When I think about 

How this could be. 

I never fail, 

Not once, 

Even my Father says so. 

And for what it's worth, 

I believe him. 

Goodnight bedbugs, no more bites from here on out. 

Bedhead