Confront.

in poetry •  7 years ago 

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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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Welcome @nickbadseed we deal with many monsters indeed from childhood till we die. Keep going. I am new here myself, hope you have fun. Best of luck!

Thanks,

@steemitph

Thanks.

Good read. You did a good job capturing the essence of a child's mind.

Thanks for the feedback.