They hide under beds
In young children's' heads
They lay in waiting
Their attack we dread
We believe them myth
To ease our minds

We make them up
To tell captivating stories,
For villains in our games.
We use the name
To describe a cold heart being

So you see,
They are a part of us
In our history
Our fiction
And that makes us the monsters

It hides in the bush
Watching with large green eyes
Clinging to a twig with long legs
Though its body small in size

She takes her smaller mate
Who took the captivating bait
And devours him
Body and all, showing no remorse

I don't love you
Not like like I should
I don't love you
I knew I never would
And yet I can't leave
Can't bear to break your heart
I don't love you
But I can't stand to be alone.

I still do things that I shouldn't do
And I still make the wrong choices
But I don't gamble like I use to
Way before I met you
Before you made me voiceless

When you've had nothing but your thoughts;
And only yourself to talk to
You'll know me.
And then desire will eat you alive,
Replacing the empty spaces with loneliness.

When you haven't left your room in months.
Recalling the time you actually had friends.
Ones you haven't talked to in years.
Because they've all moved on.
And you're just alone in your room,
Wishing you had moved on too.

Last time I saw you
You were the happiest person I knew,
And your favorite sweater was too big.
But that never stopped you
From wearing that faded blue pull-over.
That was the last time I saw you.

I still hear about you
From time to time.
You outgrew that sweater years ago.
And you outgrew me

I remember your long brown hair.
How your laugh sounded like a screeching bird;
And how you hated when I made you laugh
Until your stomach was sore.

I remember our first kiss,
And how you made fun of me
Every time I told you.

I remember when you cut your hair yourself,
And you were so proud you glowed.

But most of all I remember how you looked at me
With all the love in the world...