Monsters under my bed

What is there to be afraid of ?
Monsters have turned into people,
And people are not scary .
Scary are your thoughts.

Things that you used to be afraid of
Are no longer alien
They are the
People ,
Situations
and
Memories .
Of course there are no fairies ,
Yet they exist in the fears
You conquer so easily .

Things you wanted to hide from ,
have met you in the places unexpected
But you didnt hide ,
You met them face on.
What else is left that you fear ? 
Nothing ,
Except your thoughts
That dont always stay as clear .

Comments

Anonymous said…
The last 4 lines, they are so true.
15 July 2018 at 11:25
Utkarsh said…
Indeed truly said
It's all about how we think, that defines most of things around us
As they say " what you think, you will see and feel that around"
Amazing work 😊👍
3 September 2018 at 12:55
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