When she awakens in the morning

She passes the demon in the kitchen 

The one that wears a mask like a human face 

When she goes to school 

She passes the monsters in the hall

The ones that have fake hearts made of lace  

When she goes home 

After classes are done

When day turns to noon 

She thinks to herself 

When born into darkness 

Does one fear the moon? 

When she gets home 

She passes the demon in the bedroom 

The one that rests on a bed made of gold 

When she reaches her own room

She listens to the monster next door 

The one that smiles but has a heart that is cold 

When she lays on her bed

After the demons have been laid to rest

When noon turns to night 

She thinks to herself

When born into darkness

Does one fear the light? 

When these days turn into years 

She still thinks to herself 

The one question she's asked a hundred times 

The question about the darkness, the fear

The moon, the night 

And are her demons truly real, or are they just

a trick

of the

light?