My W0rst N1ghtmAr3..
A monster mangled and garneld,
Teeth so yellowed, more so than my own.
Its body contorted in away that highlights its unnaturally long torso.
It dangles - it dangles over my weakened body as the bedsheets crinkle.
Like each wrinkle in my sheets is a tingle, a twinge in my body.
My hairs stand up,
My breath is gone - gone just like the calm that keeps me rested.
I’m restless,
Its face, or what I assume so is now turned into a deep sinister smile.
A voice, a noise escaped from it, it pains like nails to a chalkboard.
Its claws clink together, sharpening - sharping itself ready to remove my very
flesh.
Its restless,
Its relentless,
It’s me.
I feel cold, I feel empty, I see red.
This is my worst night- .
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