Where My Monsters Hide
Where My Monsters Hide
At age six
as my mind drifted off to sleep
and reality faded away
darkness snuck up on me
calling my name
under my bed
monsters lurked in the shadows
stalking its prey, me
waiting to devour me whole
At age fifteeen
under my bed, my demons lie
haunting me
brining up things meant to be forgotten
as I lie awake at night
I hear their voices speak to me
calling my name
pulling me to the darkside
sheilding the light
destroying my angels
-Lauren Ferguson
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