A new day
yesterday is gone
it wasn't as bad
but was I wrong
in thinking that
it would end
cause you're not here
my best friend.
~
To help me
chase away the monsters
that are left behind
the ones we didn't kill
the ones we couldn't find.
~
Under my bed
all I see
are the dust balls
that they left for me
In my closet
just clothes there
and not the ones
giving me a scare.
~
When you're not here
they come out to play
all through the night
and not the day
all the shadows
they move about
they must be afraid
that I will shout.
~
What about tomorrow
when today is gone
will they still be here
and for how long
I'm thinking that
it must end
cause you are here
my best friend.
~
To help me
chase away the monsters
that are left behind
the ones we didn't kill
the ones we couldn't find.
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