Once upon a time
I was afraid of the dark.
But I'm not anymore,
because I realized
there could be no monster
more dangerous
than the ones inside your head.
And I've already won that battle.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe Mondegreen
Poetry"Her night was wasted away on people who live in the day" Free verse, word spill. Poems from a teenage girl about heartbreak, love, sadness, and hope. [[COMPLETED]]
