The monsters underneath... my bed?
Eyes covering every corner of this room
Where am I? I say feeling lost
I smell different scents of perfume
Who do I dare to trust?
then a mouth speaks when I open the door
more voices I hear as I walk in
as I keep my eyes down on the floor
so deafened by all this gossiping
what world do I reside in I ask
no response I fall back with no hope
in the same room suddenly appears a mask
wearing it seems to help me cope
a cry for help? ashamed hoping no one sees
my vulnerable side covered in black
laughing at this madness never fails to tease
how the ones I trusted will never come back
and they say you will get over it
over the loud voices in your head
but I won't forget what lies underneath
are the monsters living under everyone's bed
This poem was written during class and the other half at my room, I was inspired by horror film trailers I saw online and when I thought of my own experiences.
Open for any interpretations~ feel free to comment :)
