Confront.

in poems •  7 years ago  (edited)

When I was little
a voice in my head
said

“there’s a monster underneath the bed”

Not liking the fear that he gave
a part of me was his slave

I needed to be brave
Look him in the eye

It was time for a monster hunt
Not knowing the word confront

Eye’s closed.
Stick my head under the bed
Open up after one two three
There was nothing there to see! 

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