Darkness Creeps

Late at night,
THe darkness creeps,
Its surrounding my room,
I hide under my sheets,

I hear a whisper,
In a familiar voice,
My eyes shut closed,
And my lips go moist,

The room is quiet,
Dark and still,
My hands are restless,
Im ready to kill,

I dose off,
Begin to dream,
Seeing images,
Not knowing what they mean,

There all so realistic,
With scare and fright,
The things that really happen,
In the depths of the night,

The anger madness,
Pain so cold,
Deep inside,
Both young and old,

I open my eyes,
And look around,
I want to scream,
But my voice cant make a sound,