I am the one you fear.
The eyes that glisten red from behind the doorway.
The growl that grows from your closet door.
I am the monster I've come to eat you my dear.
It won't hurt.
That I promise.
First I'll eat your thoughts and then your emotions.
And I'll wash it down with a glassful of nightmares, and dreams.
Your body will stay, but your mind will belong to me.
I have come here, thankful, and hungry.
The sun burns my flesh, and my skin is ugly.
Good little girl, sleep, sleep, lay your head on your hand.
You look like a victim.
You've entered the monster's land.
And now that the moon is full, and the room is dark, I can begin to eat your innocence, and your spark.
Your mother won't hear your scream.
And your father won't come, because... he is me.
