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50/50 Chance
A Short Poem
By Sidney ColemanPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Alexander Krivitskiy on Unsplash
my father’s indecisive footsteps
lingered by my bedroom door
as if he’s fighting back his urges
I prepare myself for the worst
it’s heads or tails
a 50/50 chance that he will go away
I submerge myself deeper into the bed
& put the covers over my head
it keeps the monsters at bay
at least that what my mother
used to say, but does she know
the “boogie man” I see every night
Is the man she loved so dearly

Comments (2)
felt this so much the “boogie man” I see every night Is the man she loved so dearly.... well done
Wow. Sad but straight to the point tale....I can sort of relate but the monster was my brother and he didn't linger...he just went head