It is a dark night.

There is hardly any light

Besides the moon, which can be a fright. 

 

I feel the whoosh of the breeze.

The temperature is as thought I might freeze.

And I gather shelter beneath a few trees.

 

I hear the sound of the wildlife.

I see a knife.

And I think of my afterlife.

 

Suddenly, a man comes toward me.

I try to break free,

but he has covered my eyes so I cannot see.

 

I start to cry, 

I want to die.

I hear the man sigh.

 

AHHHHHH! I scream as I wake up.

I reach for the cup

And found a closeup.

 

I curl under my bed.

There are screams in my head. 

And I think of what I said.