To Play With Monsters

All she had was monsters
They walked the hall at night
She can hear them on the stairs
Outside her door 
Their footsteps are identifiable to her as she lies in the dark
She can hear the floorboards creaking 
And the shadow dulls the bulb
She's developed acute hearing 
She knows their breathing 
Can sense there excitement 
DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! 
She's too small to fight this
She's out of her depth
She can't shout or scream because there's no one there
She can't run away she's too small
She can go inside 
She can hide 
They won't find her here
Under the coats on the bed
Under the layers of shit and dirt and grime
She can make herself big
She can find what she needs 
She can trip her own switch 
She has to survive 
To stay alive
She has no other choice
But to learn to play with monsters