The last thing at night
before I turn out the light
my little voice cries
to give me a fright.
Have you done this?
Have you done that?
Got to do this!
Got to do that!

This voice in my head
fills me with dread
would I be better off dead
no more worries
no more woe
are you a friend?
or a silent deadly foe

I wake from my bed
all tired and weary,
the day ahead
makes me feel grumpy and dreary.
Why do I still have to pay
for what younger years gave me

Please help me
to save me,
so the last thing at night
before I turn off the light
I can whisper
sleep tight
no more bed bugs to bite
just
safely
soundly
sleeping zzzzzzzzzz