Dead of the Night Horrors

This is me, cringing in the dark.

This is my mind wandering about,

through the shadows that cause doubt.

Silent sounds ringing through my head,

inaudauble, but deafening to my ears.

Dead of the night horrors echo around me,

persistent in not allowing a whit of sleep.

Creaking boards from footsteps that aren't there.

Whispered words fly from the wind.

A scream, I thought, did I hear?

Now only a rapid pounding in my ears,

my heart lodged in my thoat.

Wicked teasing of the mind,

but oh so real.

Great exhaustion drawing my eyes,

startles me to come awake.

Fade again into my mind,

run for cover, run and hide.