Ode to the monster under my bed

It seems as if you are always there waiting, waiting to cast your magical spell. In a preemptive strike I have completed a full-scale investigation, delving in and through everything contained in the dark space beneath my bed. But to no avail as I was unable to discover where you were hiding. Some of the issue may be that you come in different forms and so I am not really sure what I was searching for. Another issue is that in a way it is a comfort for me to have you there, although you still frighten me.

How much longer do you plan on being there? I guess only time will tell.