Night terrors

by Tainted Beauty   Jul 12, 2006


The darkness creeps around me,
The shadows dance upon my walls at night,
I break out in a cold sweat,
And suddenly the blankets are too tight,

The creatures in my room,
Seem prepared to pounce on me,
I fumble for the lamp,
A light so I can see,

I hear the creaking sounds,
Its just the pipes I tell myself,
The demons prance around me,
Hidden in the darkness, they refuse to show themselves,

I hear footsteps,
From the room adjacent to mine,
I reach out for my neon clock,
And carefully check the time,

Three more hours,
Soon the night will be over,
It seems like an eternity,
As the walls seem to move closer,

The shadows form themselves,
Into horrible images of hate,
I reach back over to the lamp,
But this time its too late.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jamica

    I like the ending. Good one!

  • 17 years ago

    by BECCA lessTHANthree

    Wow.. another amazing one... the only thing i would change is the last line in the third stanza.. its just too long and doesnt flow with the poem

  • 18 years ago

    by Driver

    Great poem. different than the last one i read, but thats what makes things interesting, changing it up. well written. good job.
    Driver

  • 18 years ago

    by AllHailTheHeartbreaker

    Hauntingly beautiful poem.

    Quite original.

    [Tragic]

  • 18 years ago

    by Sole

    Wow. I have had some rough nigtmares in the past few years, and I vividly remember watching the time slowly tick away until the night wasover and I could get up. This poem really brought my memories back, and though it hut a little, I'm surprised, and impressed of course, at the technique you used and how it really did seem to make the dreams come alive.

    Peace. [Sole]

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