When I was young, I hid

From the monsters living under my bed.

I don’t feel alone, though

When everyone was younger, I’m sure

They hid

But as I grew older, and the floors were no longer lava,

College for superheroes not longer existed,

And chocolate cake no longer solved all my problems.

(in fact, that was a nightmare all in itself)

I came to realize,

It was all in my head, 

There were no monsters living under my bed.

Unfortunately,

That meant, 

The monsters were always,

 in my own head.