Nightmare

I am the nightmare

that you hide from under the blankets.

I am the eyes that follow you

as you slowly walk through your hallway

unaware.

I am the ghastly figure behind you

as the lights shift and weave around

the room, begging for an encore.

I can smell the fear that surrounds you

and can hear the inner screams of the

damned that you try and hide from the

world.

Paralyzing agony gripped with insanity

and mistakes.

Terror masked with a smile and

happiness covered with wide eyes and a

scream.

The minor pains creating life

in your own dark life.