when I was six,
I always asked my mom
to check under my bed
she'd smile, tuck me in
and say, “it's all in your head”

the monster—in my mind
hid in the shadows
and kept me awake
left me with an uneasy feeling
I just can't seem to shake

but when I grew up
I didn't fear monsters
not anymore
so I got on my knees
and laid my head on the floor

the monster stared back at me
its eyes colored crimson
but they were meek
not scary, not daunting
just a little weak

it gently reached out to me
with slender fingers
sharp claws in its end
it didn't feel like a foe
but almost like a friend

I found comfort
within the darkness
made peace with the unknown
the monster—wasn't so much of a monster
on the days I felt all alone

they said it
and its over
i am done
and i am leaving
to a place i can be freely
i am dancing upon
the waves of pains
a single girl forever
unloved
unheard
unknown
unspoken

one shot to win
this game im playing in
and would it be a sin
if i really wanted to win?

as i walk to school one day
a boy hit me on the way
i asked him why and hit him back
he said
"sorry your beauty gave me a heart attack"

Cozy cabin so warm,
Empty, but not cold,
Cozy cabin so dim,
Not too dark, and not too bright,
Cozy cabin is full,
Of things I cannot see,
I feel their presence,
But they don't judge me,
Cozy cabin so inviting.