Alone in the dark, all my monsters are hidden behind the doors
Waiting to catch me off guard
They will get me.
I cry in pain, my nightmare is real
I sit and cry, all the while forgetting
These monsters are coming to get me
I stay and cry, pain floods the floors
The monsters are watching, they are coming for me and I do not care
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A refined poetic imagination, Monique Leo. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.