Monsters don’t hide under the bed
they can’t come out
and scare you out of the
comfort of your sheets

Monsters aren’t literal
they don’t have meat
and bones
and morrow
and fur of their own

Monsters are souls
lost, misguided characters
looking for a light at the end of the tunnel

Monsters are peoples
searching for a reality outside of themselves
attempting to rule themselves
without order

Monsters are missing
a part of themselves
and only find it
by stealing that piece of me
which I need to love
to live
to breathe