There is a monster under the bed
I know he is there
I heard him yesterday and before
I look under the bed there is only darkness
There is a monster under the bed
I know he is there
Now ceaseless in his demands
I look under the bed there is only emptiness
There is a monster under the bed
I know he is there
Wait…. I hear him closer now
I look under the bed
There is a monster in my head
I know he is there
I hear him now
There is only darkness
My very first poem. I read a poem posted on this sight about a monster under the bed and thought of my own monster under the bed.