The monster under the bed.

A wise man once said.

 What we don't know is what we dread.

 For when I was a kid to be afraid is all I did.

 When daylight is far ahead.

 Nighttime is ready to spread.

 In my room I was, running to my bed.

 But safety was all in my head.

 "Don't fear me little girl"is what he said.

 "Be kind to me instead".

 "Whereas in a long time from now you will be my friend".

 His voice echoed in my head as I asked in the end.

 "Who will you be other than my friend?".

 Silence fills the room until he said.

 " I am the monster under the bed".