Are There Monsters In My Attic Or Is It All Inside My Head? Poem by Jeremy Willson

I hear the noises commin' from up above
Is it a monster in the attic?
Or could it be the wind?
Late at night I hear them talkin' about me
I try to go to bed
but in my nightmares they are all I see
Every time I hear somethin' I think it just might be
(All inside my head)
I told my parents
'Just go to bed' was all they said to me
They've got large white fangs
And pointy ears
Their eyes glow red
As they laugh and sneer
Razor sharp claws
And big brown fur
Kill it or be eaten which do I prefer?
I stole a knife from the kitchen
Cause it wasn't that hard of uh decision
I stay up late and wait
Here it comes, I can hear it breathe
And from the corner of my eyes I can see it's teeth
I start to dig into it's skin with the cutlery
It felt kinda hard and like bubble gum it was rubbery
It made a loud growl and took a step back
Made me feel like a killer named Jack
I was covered in blood from head to toe
I ate it's heart and it's soul I stole
It made me feel stronger
Smarter, bigger, and odder
My skin turned to hair as I looked in the mirror
I saw myself and I was stricken with terror
I had glowing red eyes and pointy ears
Those fangs and sharp claws we're all of my fears
Look what I've become, I'm manic
Cause now I'm the monster in the attic
I guess all I can do is go to bed
And after all this is all inside my head