Chapter 3 - Monsters in my youth

Back when I was young and small,
The nonsense that would run through my mind.
Monsters dancing, hissing, snarling, and growling under my bed,
Making my chronic insomnia begin.

I yell for my mum and pa,
They're not coming this time.
They say it is in my mind,
And to go to bed.

The party under my bed,
The sounds I hear.
Imaginative yes, but real as well.
The sounds I hear shiver up my spine

I yell for my mum and pa,
They yell and say grow up.
They go to bed,
And tell me to do the same.

They plot and keep me up,
They won't let me sleep.
They want to kill me,
It keeps me up...every night

I yell for my mum and pa,
They're not coming this time.
They say if I wake them one more time,
I wont have worry about the monsters,
they will have my head.

My head on my pillow,
Trying to ignore the monsters
I lay still, not thinking about them
Thoughts still flow sending shivers up my spine.

I yell for my mum and pa,
They're not coming this time.
They scold me for staying up late,
And playing games.

I try to sleep,
The attempt is useless.
The demons wont rest
And neither do I.

I yell for my mum and pa,
They're now in my doorway. Now scowling.
They take me over their knees,
And say 'Now go to bed!'.

I still tremble and now my rear is sore,
Trying to be brave as I tremble.
I cower under my covers,
Trying to be brave like daddy said.

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