Why do we feel So safe in the light, With nerves of steel So free of fright, When darkness lies Round every bend, And sleeps inside The most trusted of men? For even with the sun, Riding high in the sky. All its light is undone, If you just close your eyes. Within that darkness, Behind closed lids Lie all of the things We feared as kids. All of the monsters Under our beds. All of the voices Inside of our heads. Just watch the news Or read a newspaper. You will see it runs loose In so many places. People eating people While they yet breathe, Mothers killing children In ways, hard to believe. Vicious murders and rapes, Death, pain, and sorrow. Yet more news will break, When you wake on the morrow. So, when you think there's no place, In reality, for monsters, Remember the taste, Of THIS creepy pasta.