My Monster under the Bed

When anxiety grips you so hard

It takes your breath away...

And not in a romantic sort of way…..

It takes and scares every piece of you 

Until you don’t know what is you anymore

Anxiety takes and squeezes what you are

What you ussed to be out from under you…..

It doesn’t forgive you, nor will it ask for

Your forgiveness……

It comes when your fears are so great

So crippling.....

That it takes advantage of you....

It rocks you to your core…..

You’ll never be able away to run from it

It’ll always look for you….

Like an abusive parent looking for it’s lost, lonely child

They never wanted you and they never let you forget it…..

They remind you time after time that you were 

Never wanted, never sought, never needed

So when it slaps and beats, kicks and screams at you

You can’t help but whither in fear and pain

In its presence…….

Anxiety pulls and tears this pain you never knew you had

And makes it into your monster under the bed….

The monster who always waits for you at night

Waiting patiently for you to calmly go to sleep

So when you least expect it

Comes out with snarling bloody teeth.....

Ready, to take another 

Piece of you again…. 

Until there’s nothing left to eat