Scene Two: Dear Monsters In My Bed, My Mental Catastrophe

When I go to sleep at night, with you by my side,
I get those tiny little butterflies, fluttering inside.

Those creepy little monsters inside my head,
Mumble sweet little words, harassing my fears till they're dead.
It's a wonderful feeling, to see things die,
Charging my very soul, with abundances of life.

I know it may seem wrong, to kill all my fears,
But these monsters in my bed, would plead not to see me scared.

These monsters, my friends,
Oh, how I wish you knew.
These monsters in my head there are quite a few.

For those moments I lay awake at night,
Sinister and Darkness, always come through,
Keeping me company throughout the fights.
...
Mother used to come in my room and say go to bed,
Apparently she heard, the screaming I heard in my head.
I never knew they were real and different entities,
I just always believed they just slept beside me.

Until the day I die, I know they'll be there.
Kissing my head and caressing my hair.
Singing me to sleep, with wonderful tunes,
Waiting till my soul is gone, eating the person they once knew.
...
In my white room and white cloak,
My monsters stayed with me until we became us.