It is a chilling wind
that rips the door off its hinges
and twists its way though the walls of the house
Into your room
like a snake
searching for prey
And it finds it
Sleeping
Innocent
Slumbering
It finds its prey, knows it well
It finds, asleep and engulfs me in its invisible grip
It speaks a spooky tale
It bites me with my fears
Shaking me awake
Preys only the
sleeping
Innocent
Slumbering
So it twists it's way out
Soon, will be back
The snake
The monster
And before it exits
It whispers it's name
I am a Nightmare
YOU ARE READING
There's a Universe in Here
Poesia"When I was real young I had a real love (Although he didn't know) When I was young I had a real crush A time forever ago"
