"Oh don't worry,"
Mom would say to me each night,
She would even check the closet herself,
And each time I would jump with fright.
I knew something was there,
Hiding under my clothes,
But mom would always laugh and say,
"There are no monsters, that, everybody knows!"
And with those words,
Running through my ears,
I would drift off to sleep,
But soon be visited with fears.
Oh, I knew they were in there,
Hiding among my clothes,
Their shadows dancing on the walls,
Putting on interesting shows.
I remember screaming for mom and dad,
Screaming in vain,
Screaming for them to come get me,
Acting as though I were in pain.
My eyes were always glued to the closet door,
Waiting for the creature to appear,
My ears were constantly alert,
I could hear anything that came near.
Tremors took my body,
As I pulled the sheets over my head,
As I tried to remember,
Everything mom said.
"They aren't real,"
I told myself,
"They're just stories..."
"Like the ones on my shelf"
I remember peering over the sheets,
And seeing nothing around me,
Everything was normal,
As far as I could see.
I stood beside my bed,
Weary eyes now wide,
I walked over towards the closet and opened it,
"Nothing there as usual" I muttered with a sigh.
"Oh these foolish monsters,"
"Are nothing but a fake!"
"The fears that grab your mind,"
"Is something that you make!"
Oh I wish I could have figured out,
That I was oh so wrong,
I should have listened to mother,
Instead of being up all night long!
I laugh at myself,
For being so blind,
For not figuring out,
They were in my mind.
Fears are nothing to me now,
Not a bother or a threat,
But now I don't let my mind,
Leave me to be upset.