Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Stop It



me saw a monster
but they laughed and said monsters don't exist
so me made a good trap
but monster no come
so I wait
At night I hear him mock
but nothing under bed
me wait a bit more
but he only vanishes and then laughes more
me a joke, me is confused
teddy bear, mine protector of the dark
mine memory of mother's warm arms
what a soothing song you trance me in
but this is only my room, outside world is different, mama?
I'm cold ...
In mirror I look, I see me .
Monster? My mind is the monster !
You are the monster !
Mama, I am cold ...

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