Monster
They tell me it's okay
Don't be afraid of the dark
But I know he's coming for me
I can feel it in my heart
Is he inside of my closet? !
Is he underneath my bed? !
Mom said it was a bad dream
She thinks it's all in my head
But its all real and I know it
I Just don't quite understand it
& when Darkness falls
He comes out from the attic...
In my room where no one sees em
It's the devil
Someone freed him
I dont know why they released him
Around me...
But they tell me it's okay
Don't be afraid of the dark
But I know he's coming for me
I can feel it in my heart
Is he underneath my bed! ?
Is he underneath my sheets? !
Here he is
I can feel him....
He's here,
Coming for me...
The monster.
poem by Vanessa Mercado
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