the troll beneath my bed has been in hibernation,
every night, the heavy breathing assures me.

God forbid it ever awakens,
it wreaked havoc on my chest for months.

without warning, its claws would reach into my eyes,
slash down my throat, and tear apart my rib cage.

over

and over

and over

and over again

teeth marks of blush pink scar my thin wrist,
forever a reminder.

for months, I felt the weight of this troll's body,
pinning me to my soft blue foam mattress.

at one point, the fairy of my body finally released her power,
she casted a sleeping curse, for it can't be killed.

its been stagnant for a while,
allowing me to dance as loud as I please!

lately, though

the breathing has been less heavy,
I hear it wake up sometimes, but just for an instant.

the spell is wearing off

soon, I will find more teeth marks on my wrist