Monsters

This idea cam,e up when I was watching all the sad social media posts at night and wondering why they always start being posted at midnight or so. Why late at night instead of during the day?

Night time is when the monsters come out. They’re big and frightening, their long sharp claws gleam red in the moonlight. Some are covered in fur, some scaly. Each monster is unlike the other, except for their hunger. They prowl the town, swallowing people whole. They don’t leave anyone unscathed, and they never get full.

Night time is when the monsters come out. I see them when I’m brave enough to look. They slink across the streets; their tails are swishing back and forth. Their mouths drip with saliva, waiting hungrily for their next meal. They growl and grunt, hack and cough, spit and curse. I shake as I watch them hunt, as I watch the people ground to bits between the monsters’ powerful jaws.

Night time is when the monsters come out. They lurk in the shadows, waiting for someone to drop their guard. They know how to hunt us. They know how to kill us.

 Night time is when the monsters come out. The monsters live inside us. Doubt, fear, jealousy, pain, anger, shame, rage, despair; these are our monsters. We sit and think and begin to questions ourselves, our souls. The Abyss climbs out and shows us everything we never wanted to see. The monsters are inside us. They feed off our doubt, fear, jealousy, pain, anger, shame, rage, despair. We grow weaker as they grow stronger, and they eat us alive.

Night time is when the monsters come out. The monsters live inside us, how can we shut them out?