They told me the monsters were under my bed
But too late, I found out they were always in my head.
Now I can't get rid of them, you see
How do I kill something that's part of me?
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Epiphany
Poetry"Are you calling me a sinner?" Please don't use poems without permission. Ranked #174 in Poetry 061218 Images not marked do not belong to author.
under my bed
They told me the monsters were under my bed
But too late, I found out they were always in my head.
Now I can't get rid of them, you see
How do I kill something that's part of me?
