Nightmares Or Dreams?

Dreams or nightmares?
They're both the same.
Both squeeze the life,
Through her little blue veins.
Nightmares or dreams?
Monsters live in both,
Ready to chew and devour,
Hands ready to choke.
Stars twinkle in the sky,
Mocking her sleepless night.
They point, laugh, and smile,
At the little girl's cries.
She holds herself close,
She's all she's got left.
She swallows hard,
And lets go of her legs.
She won't be this way,
She'll be alright.
She doesn't need anyone,
She's got herself tonight.