I woke with chills
shivering down my spine,
like a scratchy shadow
clawing at my skin,
I trimmer from within.

My fears consume
and devour,
as my mind goes sour.

These night’s I fight with monsters
from my nightmares,
deeper and deeper
I slowly approach
my darkest dreams,
only to find my tortured screams.

© By Amanda D Shelton