Monsters

Cry night after night,
She cries out of fright.
He whispers "I love you"
What else can he do?

Wiping tears away,
Almost every day.
Holding her tight.
He has no clue,
That she's abused.

By the gremlins in her closet.
The monster under her bed.
Dragons in her nightmares.
Sprites in her head.
Sticks and stones can can break her bones,
But their words, they hurt worse.
And he doesn't seem to understand.
What is the source.

She shuts her eyes.
AS he reads her a storybook.
She begins to sleep.
At the end of his lullaby.

By the gremlins in her closet.
The monster under her bed.
Dragons in her nightmares.
Sprites in her head.
Sticks and stones can can break her bones,
But their words, they hurt worse.
And he doesn't seem to understand.
What is the source.

By the gremlins in her closet.
The monster under her bed.
Dragons in her nightmares.
Sprites in her head.
Sticks and stones can can break her bones,
But their words, they hurt worse.
And he doesn't seem to understand.
What is the source.
What is the source...?