the monster

did the monster visit you
was he in your mind last night
did he whisper all is through
nothing will be alright

in the deepest dark of end of day
this monster comes to all
it is the rarest one of those of us
who do not hear his call

when he visits late at night
the darkness forms a seal
shutters out all the light
a blackness you can feel

he weaves tales of pain and woe
a world perched on the brink
the fear spreads out, weighs you down
not possible to think

maybe it is lack of light
that brings him out to prowl
during waking hours
you rarely hear him growl

the thing about this monster
he may not be so real
get yourself a night light
see how that might feel

and if he keeps on coming
I will stay with you right here
that monster will not get you
you are not alone my dear