Facing the Monster

I saw it standing in the corner of my room

Unnatural stillness in its pose

Fear rose to an internal wail of piercing sound

All released when the thing pounced on my tiny body

It took me that night , and forever passes with the shadow of my identity

Down hallways and dark street corners,

At the woods edge is the thing, forever waiting with its pale face and hellish eyes

I run through fire and leap from great heights to leave it behind

But devils catch up fast

There it is, smiling from the wicked woods

Maybe I'll find that little boy it took so many years ago.