Little Monsters

She toss and turns,

Rolling around,

Biting her lip to stop the sound,

It's harsh, It's cruel,

She shuts her eyes,

She's had so much,

She wants to cry,

Gritting her teeth,

Suppressing screams,

Refusing to quit,

She will not leave,

So she stands up,

She always does,

Fighting off her demons,

one by one.