What I Fear

I hate when it's time to turn off the light,
The darkness always builds up my fright,
When I turn the switch down, I leap into bed,
And pull the covers up over my head,
I hold my breath and listen for any sound,
All I hear is my heart's loud pound,
But then it comes, that noise so very quiet,
I want to peek over the blankets, but I'm afraid to try it,
The sound seems as though it is very near,
I'm afraid if I look I might see what I fear,
I hear another sound and wonder if it's the monster's breath,
I tremble inside and feel scared to death,
What does it want from me?
I wish it would let me be,
It's been so long since I've gotten a good night's sleep,
I can't help it, the fear just sinks in too deep,
I don't care what anyone says, I know there's something out there,
They say I should confront my fear, but I would never dare,
They say my imagination is just too wild,
and that I need to stop acting like a little child,
But I know that they're not right,
They just don't understand because they're not tormented every night,
I guess the monsters just leave them alone,
So I'm stuck living with this all on my own,
I know that no one will ever understand,
But I just know that those monsters have something evil planned.