Monsters
I used
to lie in bed and pull the covers over my
head,
To
hide from the monsters under my bed,
I'm still hiding under the
covers,
The
feeling of fear still hovers,
But
the monsters are more deranged,
They
have been interchanged,
For
now they are real,
Makeing wounds that wont
heal,
In the
world we live in today.
