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The Monster Under My Bed
The day I met the monster under my bed
I told him to go away
He followed me to school instead
And whispered things in my ear
He said “your never going to graduate with those grades”
He said “your friends don’t really like you, they feel bad for you”
I told him to shut up and go away
He smiled and slithered away.
The next time he came out
I was trying to sleep
He said “remember the time you tripped over nothing in front of your crush?”
I said “go away I’m trying to sleep”
He just stood in the corner of the room and watched me
I didn’t get much sleep that night
After awhile I couldn’t ignore him
He said “don’t go to school stay in bed”
I said “I’ll tell my mom I’m sick”
He told me that was a good idea
Then he was quiet the rest of the day
Finally he shut up
Soon he wouldn’t shut up
Always telling me awful things
“Your friends don’t really like you!”
“Your never going to graduate!”
“Your family hates putting up with you crying all the time!”
“Look how fat you are!”
“All you wear is black, what is wrong with you?”
“Everyone will leave you eventually.”
At this point I was desperate to get rid of the monster
My doctor said “Try exercising”
But the monster told me “aren’t you tired?”
My doctor said “Try eating healthy”
But the monster said “that won't help sweets taste so good”
My doctor said “Try going out more”
But the monster said “don’t leave me I’m your only friend”
Soon I began to believe the monster
I avoided school, my friends, and family
Everytime someone asked me if I was okay
The monster said “tell them you're just tired”
He said “you don’t want to be an attention w**re, do you”
So I whispered “I’m fine, just really tired”
But the day I told the monster “no” he was mad
I said “no” over and over
The monster said “don’t talk back to me”
I said “I’m tired of you pushing me around”
It made my head scream and ears ring
My insides twist and my eyes flooded with tears
I cried and cried but still told it “no”
I said “I want to go to school
I don't want to stay in my bed all day
I want to spend time with friends
I want to enjoy my life again
I will not be your slave!”
And then it left just as quick as it came
The monster was gone
It still tries to come back
But I tell it “no”
And it leaves.

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This poem is about my struggle with depression. I’ve written other slam poems about different phases of my depression but I think this is the best one because it covers the beginning to end. Not just one specific time because I’ve been struggling for many years.