The Monster

By: MJ Whelan

There’s a monster in the closet

It spins the darkness into scary shapes

It makes me nervous when I’m alone

Even with others, it’s still there

I can’t escape from the pounding of my own heart

And the swirling thoughts in my head

There’s a monster under the bed

It torments me when I try to sleep

Whispers of every little thing I’ve done wrong

Even if it was years ago

I can’t sleep anymore

There’s a monster everywhere I go

Around the corner, when my chair screeches

When I talk to anyone, when I’m silent

The monsters follow me everywhere

Leaving my brain swirling, I think everyone can see them

I can’t catch a moment of peace

I wish I could