Monster War

How?
How are they still arguing?
It's been hours.
It's Three in the morning.
I can't sleep.
Voices echoing
Harsh words
Bouncing off each hard surface
Door muffling them
Shielding me from them
Hiding me away
Dreaming of being somewhere new
Pretending I can't hear them screaming.
Head phones blaring,
Over the happy voices in them
The monsters out side my door rages.
They wage war outside my door
The clashes of their verbal swords ring clear
Deafening war cries are heard
They're on the battle field swinging wild
I close my eyes
Pretending
Faking myself out
Day dreaming to get away
The war starts to die down
The troops retreating
Back into the monsters who keep them
The swords dull
Clashes and marching foot steps no longer heard
All I see is a dream...