Monsters under my bed
Can’t hang my hand over the side
something may grab it.
Can’t sleep too close to the bed edge
something may touch me.
I should know better
dust bunnies are all that
is under my bed.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Monsters under my bed
Can’t hang my hand over the side
something may grab it.
Can’t sleep too close to the bed edge
something may touch me.
I should know better
dust bunnies are all that
is under my bed.
I remember a very closed off experience as a child which this reminds me of. This captures it aptly. It doesn’t scare me anymore though. 🤷♂️