There's a monster sleeping next to me.

Every night I look right into his black eyes,

He laughs at me with pointy red teeth.

He hurts me, my whole body shakes in pain and yet he doesn't kill me.

There's a monster sleeping next to me.

He stinks, like rotten bodies burned in hell.

There have been so many monsters in this bed, lying next to me.

Yet I still let them in.

There's a monster sleeping next to me.

He eats my fears, he enjoys them.

I hate him, and all the words he has ever said to me.

And yet he's my only company tonight.

There's a monster sleeping next to me.

Some nights I think of ways of escaping form him.

I dream of being free of all this torture,

Yet I am holding his hand.