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.