Afraid

I have also been afraid not only on cold days but also on warm days.

I have nightmares that haunt me and monsters that won't let me live.

A little complex life and some words that affect me.

Short in words but long in verses, 

Little person full of monsters that torment and soul that comforts.

Little flying life that opens the doors of your soul and repairs your heart.

I fade during the bitter cold and go out to shine brightly.

I assemble the missing pieces of this riddle called life and spread my feet on bed calmly. 

I open and close wounds that nobody touches

And shelter my monsters with my strength charmly.