The nightmare
By (darkkisses) •
Pitch black,
though out the hall.
You think it's a nightmare,
not at all.
You pinch yourself to see
if it was tru.
Than a whole new monster
comes out of the blue.
Your scared to death,
so bad that your
frozed.
You shiver from your
head to your toes.
here it comes,
slower at first,
than fast.
And you wish this moment
wasn't your last.
Than it attacks you with
its sharp clows.
Than your nightmare pause
and you awake,
but are you to late?