There she is, like every night.
Upon my bed, yet not in sight.
She sees me then, frightened as ever.
She is everything but mostly clever.

Her blood red eyes stare at me.
I dare not hide neither will I flee.
She has engulfed me within the dark,
I’d love to fly right about now like a lark.

I hear her voice, as cold as ice.
She then begins to laugh, not so nice.
I begin to feel worried and scared.
Yet do you think that girl cared?

I feel her nails digging into my skin.
I then feel the pain begin.
It does not leave, as it never will.
As one always says, Dark can kill.

As morning arrives, being up all night.
I finally get up and turn on the light.
She then disappears, instantly.
She’ll be back tonight, trust me.