Under the Bed & in Your Head

by Hannah White

 

I struggled with that monster

The one that eats your skin

Who follows close at night

When the minds more plagued with sin

 

I held his dirty hand

Forgot to brush my teeth

She watched as I grew tired

Forgetting dreams of sheep

 

Sleep got harder

Dark blue circles

Circling bluer eyes

 

Sleeves got longer

Tears more frequent

Dreams were stashed

Where secrets hide

 

I came around

And here I found

A feeling harder to hold

 

But now and again

When they rear their head

Those nasty near-dead souls

 

Bump-bump

Bump-bump

Bump-bump

 

I sigh, I’m still alive.