My nightmare

Everything is dark,
All you here is a bark.
It is a nightmare.

Then something hits you,
It was something huge.
It is a nightmare.

You feel a knife,
Knowing it may take your life.
It is a nightmare.

You feel it stabbing your flesh.
And feel your blood, its fresh.
It is a nightmare.

You here its bloody voice,
You cannot rejoice.
It is a nightmare.

You see its face,
Then you are in a chase.
It is a nightmare.

But all I can think of,
Is the person face!
It is a nightmare.

The eyes that kill,
It gives me a chill.
It is a nightmare.

The lips that pierce your skin,
I know he will win.
It is a nightmare.

I feel his cold hands,
There like wristbands.
It is a nightmare.

They rap around my neck,
And I turn into a reck.
It is a nightmare
I gasp for air,
I send up a prayer,
It is a nightmare.

I know this is the final moments of my life,
As I feel that knife.
It is a nightmare.

I cannot speak,
I feel so weak.
It is a nightmare.

Then I am in my bed,
I am not dead.
It was a nightmare