deep scars//

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I don't believe that there are monsters under my bed anymore.

They just seem so silly now that I'm older.

But I do remember not being able to sleep at night.

Just simply because I was too scared.

I was so afraid. Heck! I was terrified!

But now that I'm looking back at those memories,

I smile bitterly and feel a trail of wetness roll down my cheek.

I should have just kept on believing that they were under my bed.

Because now, they're inside my head instead.