Children think inside their heads

That if they keep a nightlight on

The "monsters" underneath their beds

Might take flight – yes, they'll all be gone.

I might admit to my nightmares

And think I have no way of healing.

Wonder whether I'd fare

Better if I thought about revealing

My fears of darkness, feeling numb...

No, I won't! I can't succumb.

Breaking out in a cold sweat,

Triggered by memories I can't forget.

I hate the darkness, I hate the night.

All I need is a small light.

But I'm too afraid to say the words

"I'm scared"