Nightfright

The bluest facade had covered my room:
Where cuddly toys are the darkness' groom
like shadows suite my mournful gloom
And here I am - a frozen tomb,

My fears been lurking and sneaking behind
in forms of shadows with teeth-like tines
Whilst sins been crawling the veins of mine;
vibrating regrets I caved from time
I still can hear the loud clock's ticking
A storm of ghouls came by, that's tickling
the air with full of cries and wrinkling
my ears to hear the foulest weeping

My pillow's been a shield from turmoil
as I bury my face to its softest soil
Yet fright still lingers on the room; it boils
the darkness through my mortal coil
As I could stop and look for a while
My eyes can see the lightening tiles
I frisked and jumped out of bed to smile
At the sun that climbed from the skyline miles!

The brightest shine have came and through!
The beams of light have saved me through
the darkest nights I've made in through
and casts the plights to stay and strew...
The brightest light seemed strange and off...
The sun from miles seemed faked in, too...

Then I remind myself that I'm still stuck inside the nightmare's brew