She runs up the stairs
And hides under her bed
Cowering in the corner
Shielding herself from the
Large hands that grab at her
Trying to take her away

They reach out but she does not move
Does not let them take hold, instead
She crawls further into her corner
Away from the grasping digits

Sometimes, she reflects,
As she tries to fight the fear
Monsters aren’t always under the bed
Sometimes they’re right in front of you
And you can run and hide
But you can never escape

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