Monster Poem by mithzi silva

It comes at her in the middle of the night
It comes at her with a passion
But it’s not always a passion of love
At times it has an anger
An anger she can see clearly
Burning in his eyes
The second he steps foot in the room
I have to see her through
Through what you put her through
Especially when that anger BURNS in his eyes
It’s so hot that you think
“Why hasn’t she been set on fire? ”
But I am the only one who can see…
It does burn her
That monster hurts her
And still she stays
I never ask why though
Because I know the truth
The fear is evident in her eyes
So obvious
But why can only I see it?
Some people are afraid
Of the monster under their bed
But for that girl…
My friend…
The monster under her bed…
Is you