My heart races as the adrenalin pounds. A nightmare I pant, but nothing prepared me for those sounds. I continue to chant, Itβs not real As my chest tightens. I am unable to diminish how I feel. Sweating and frightened, I sink under the covers. Cautiously closing my eyes, the image still hovers. It is more than scary chases and cries Or the voice you lose deep down inside. This fear is of the monster I am unable to hide.