MONSTERS

An invisible monster
Oozed through her window.
Unseen but intensely felt
Was a bone cold
And a blackness as thick as water.
The monster hid itself inside the child's bed,
And slowly sucked up the childhood.
Her toys, favorite dolls, treasured trinkets,
Until the child herself was absorbed
Into the nightmare.

Too weak with fear to scream out loud,
Her screams were heard by Love.

The insidious monster
Sucked up the childhood
And what is left to face the world
Is an old soul
Tormented by the loss of a child
Who is still tangled
And forever tumbling in the house of horrors.