Array ( [sid] => 176242 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Monsters [time] => 2013-06-05 18:21:11 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A child hides from the monster in the closet
They shrink as they check under the bed
Closing their eyes against fear's secret
Grownups never understand their dread

A child walks into the day's nightmare
Skirting the monsters that hide in the sand
Turning a corner, seeing them everywhere
Knowing the big people can't understand

Children see things much clearer than we
They believe in what we have thrown away
We're quick to dismiss whatever they see
We mustn't give credence to what they say

No matter the age, monsters never change
They present daily their evil torment
Believing in them might make you strange
But all eventually see that fanged serpent

Monsters trick you with their sweet charm
They relish in bringing a soul some drama
It's often too late when you see the harm
They use darkness to hide their ugly trauma

I've never lost sight of my life's monsters
They reside just outside my range of vision
Monsters think they're clever little actors
But the soul isn't fooled by their illusion

Monsters thrive on mass destruction
Hoping you'll be too stunned to care
They stab your heart with evil intention
They lie while yelling false words of despair

You have to believe in your life's truth
Monsters tend to leave no route of escape
But if you learn how to become a sleuth
Your discovery will destroy their shape

Life is so hard; monsters make it worse
Once you recognize your strength, courage
It's amazing how fast the monsters disperse
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Monsters
Date: Wednesday, 5th June 2013 @ 06:21:11 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: dvtpdw
A child hides from the monster in the closet
They shrink as they check under the bed
Closing their eyes against fear's secret
Grownups never understand their dread

A child walks into the day's nightmare
Skirting the monsters that hide in the sand
Turning a corner, seeing them everywhere
Knowing the big people can't understand

Children see things much clearer than we
They believe in what we have thrown away
We're quick to dismiss whatever they see
We mustn't give credence to what they say

No matter the age, monsters never change
They present daily their evil torment
Believing in them might make you strange
But all eventually see that fanged serpent

Monsters trick you with their sweet charm
They relish in bringing a soul some drama
It's often too late when you see the harm
They use darkness to hide their ugly trauma

I've never lost sight of my life's monsters
They reside just outside my range of vision
Monsters think they're clever little actors
But the soul isn't fooled by their illusion

Monsters thrive on mass destruction
Hoping you'll be too stunned to care
They stab your heart with evil intention
They lie while yelling false words of despair

You have to believe in your life's truth
Monsters tend to leave no route of escape
But if you learn how to become a sleuth
Your discovery will destroy their shape

Life is so hard; monsters make it worse
Once you recognize your strength, courage
It's amazing how fast the monsters disperse
Just strike them down with hope's voltage

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