All alone in the room, I break to a cry,

I’m scared of the visions I saw in my dreams.

It comes with a boom, a crack and a whine,

I feel my intuition telling me to scream.

I let it out loud in a startling manner,

Though it feels good to finally let go.

Then I allow a look up to the sky,

Saw a face peering in and I yelled “no!”

The face has sharp, pointed, shiny teeth,

With blood and flesh overflowing.

Smiles at me like it’s hungry for more,

And lunges down to my fearfulness growing.

With a claw tracing over with lips,

Suddenly clapping my mouth shut,

I try to break free with a kick to the hips,

But it’s over, I’ll end up with bleeding guts.

“Don’t be afraid,” it taunts at me.

“It’s only me, your friend from the store.”

I recognize this stranger ready to pounce,

And with a smile, you promise to say nothing more.