There was a monster outside my window <br />This morning when I awoke <br />And it scared me so, I went back to bed <br />Where I prayed for strength and spoke <br />To God, and asked Him “Why now my Lord? ” <br />Why now is it back again? <br />I faithfully took my medication <br />This must be the price for sin.” <br /> <br />There was a monster in my mirror <br />When I braved my way from bed <br />And it scared me so, I looked away <br />Pretended to not notice, instead <br />I took a hot shower…steamed up the mirror <br />I felt safer now and warm <br />Anthony Perkins was not on my mind <br />My “Psycho” takes another form. <br /> <br />There was a monster in my closet <br />Could not decide which shoes <br />To wear today, to get through it <br />When he is here I can’t choose <br />I sat in the floor and cried a bit <br />Squeezed my hands and pulled my hair <br />Grabbed a well-worn pair of Nike’s <br />To avoid my feet being bare. <br /> <br />There was a monster in my head today <br />It happens that way sometimes <br />I can never quite kill him or send him away <br />And he chases away all my rhymes <br />This monster he has many names <br />Like anxiety or depression <br />And I know when he comes and stays <br />Soon therapy will be in session.<br /><br />maggie signaigo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/monster-2/
