Caution

There's a monster living under your bed,
secretly hiding; whispering in your head;

you know It's there,
but you're too busy to care;

It starts to invade,
but you don't stop the raid;

It corrupts your mind,
blacks out what once shined;

days go by, treasures are tossed,
what you once loved is now lost;

It cracks It's whip,
and blood begins to drip;

you cry out in fear,
but no one's left to hear;

wishing you stepped up when you had the chance,
now your stuck in It's dreadful trance;