There's A Monster In The Closet

I can't move, I can't even breathe
My throat is closing up and my limbs are growing numb
This fear is swallowing me up
Because there's a monster in the closet

I bet it's terrible and horrible
Most certainly, the scariest thing there is to see
It's horrendously evil, and powerful too
He could tear me to shreds, that I do not doubt

I feel myself shrinking
The weight of my fear growing
With every bit it does I am fading
Because of this monster in the closet

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I wrote this because I had a funny little childish moment. I was shutting my closet door when I thought I saw a... thing, or maybe a monster, inside. I figured of course it was just a shadow. But, I just wanted to laugh at myself for automatically jumping to fear, playing up the frightening possiblities of what is probably nothing. Maybe I'm not afraid of the monster in my closet anymore (or at least not all the time) but I still find myself doing a double take on life and being afraid of things that are not so scary. I let myself build the fear up and let it just take over. I would bet that maybe everyone has a couple monsters in their closet. And one day, those monsters will have become something to laugh at... because they were really never so scary.