My Own Monster

Never monsters under beds that scared
Tales of horror, villains intrigued
Caused me pause
But they’re nothing in comparison
To the thoughts in my head.

Beasts and brutes laughed off,
Fragments of a creative’s imagination.

The only omnipresent is my
Euphoric turmoil.
Make-believe was a reprieve
From the nonfiction.

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