Big, Scary Monster Poem by Angela Wybrow

A big, scary monster is heading my way -
Will I stand and fight it? I just cannot say.
It's much, much easier just to run away,
But, maybe, I'll be brave and make myself stay.

The battle, it draws forever near,
But my decision, as yet, is far from clear.
Inside of me, I can feel the fear,
But support from friends has brought me cheer.

As I walk round the streets of town,
My forehead wears a worried frown.
Inside my head, thoughts circle round,
And, my spirit, they threaten to heartlessly drown.

An answer from me will soon be sought,
But, like a rabbit in headlights, will I be caught?
All day long, I am lost in my thoughts.
I'm like a ship in a storm, away from its port.

Anxiety and fear race round my mind -
Courage and bravery, I now need to find.
For my final decision, it's almost time:
A decision which must be entirely mine.

Over every small detail, I worry and fret,
But I've never been known to run away yet.
For the battle ahead, I am all set.
Will I stand and fight it? Please place your bets!