The night is fuzzy
from the haze of the soft lights
street lights
porch lights
I linger, swathed in slumber

The shadows have teeth
deep set, many searching eyes
red eyes
mad eyes
I linger, swathed in slumber

The world is barren
all others dead to the night
they sleep
we sleep
I linger, swathed in slumber

No one can save me
I cannot wake up from this
Frightmare
Not-right-mare
Someone-turn-on-the-light-mare
The-shadows-start-to-bite-mare!
I linger, swathed in slumber

The shadows move in
the lights won't work—nothing works!
I can't
Wake up!
I linger, swathed in terror