I’m too old to be afraid
Of the monster under my bed
But there’s this person in my head
Who tells me
I should be
Awake
To defend myself from the demons
But the silence speaks too loud
To where I’m in my shroud
And this evil creature
In my mind
We are entwined
Bound to one another
Until the darkness takes over
And the nightmares come
Dreams I can remember for years
I shake and tremble
Scream and cry
Try to find the light
But I feel I’m about to die.