A window cracks
A chill of air seeps through
I lie still in my bed
In my dream world

It hits my lips
Turning them to vast cold deserts

My eyes open awake

My tongue moistens my lips

I sit up frightened
The scope of my eye catches the window
The entrance
The exit

I walk over and touch the air
I star into endless darkness
Wondering
Thinking
Was he trying to get me again?