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Monsters


They say there's monsters under neath your bed

That it's not safe to be there

I ran and ran and ran and hid

Underneath my bed

I only hid there to hide from you

You were the only thing that scared me

So I ran and ran and ran

I finally made it to a safe place

I heard your footsteps getting closer

I held my breathe 

To keep you from hearing me

There you were, at the end of my bed

Eyes roaming to catch a glimpse 

Now I know that the monsters aren't underneath the bed

They are above it, prowling to get you

Hoping to get you alone to where you are at your weakest

You're gone now 

And now I only see you in my dreams

Oh how I dreaded that dream where you were back

Back in my life 

Back to take back what I forgot 

But it's ok

It was just a dream

And that's where monsters only live and belong 

In my dreams.

 

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