These monsters that I fear,
I know, they are not real.
It's in my head, I know,
But that doesn't halt my fears.
I feel like such a child,
Scared of monsters hiding.
Under my bed,
Inside my closet,
They're all in my head,
But they still won't be quiet.
The worst of all,
The part I'm most afraid of,
Isn't the monsters at all.
I'm afraid of myself,
For wanting them to exist,
I feel that I deserve it.

My dumb stressful thoughts have made me have nightmares. And I'm afraid to go upstairs just to take a shower. 😣 how pathetic of me