There’s a monster in the mist

Dark shape looming

Arms reaching

Teeth snapping

Coming through our world from lands unknown

Roots in the ground

Leaves on it’s arms

It’s just a tree

 

There’s a monster in the closet

Shifting in the dark

Eyes glowing

Throat growling

Slipping through the back doors in dimensions

Buttons

Air vents

Just a coat and an air current

 

There’s a monster in my head

Whispering softly to me

Dreams of blades and blood

Wishes for my own destruction

Smiles at me

With familiar eyes

No easy explanation for this one

It really is a monster

And there is no escape