It's one of those nights.
This ancient house makes noise
With every gust of cold wind,
And I'm all alone on the farm.

I'll throw a log on the fire and
Watch a Paranormal Activity-
Or Blair Witch kind of movie.
As loud as I want, with the lights

Out. Play a trick on my own nerves.
Challenge this old, beaten-up heart.
Eat some cheese, drink strong coffee,
Unplug the nightstand light.

Open the creaking door to the hallway.
Then tuck myself in.
Set myself up for one for the books.
I love a good nightmare.

I'll let my imagination set the scene,
Then drift off into its realm.
Who needs movies, to dream is free.
Tonight, no one can hear me scream.

Hoping for my favourite ending.
The one where it's all so terrifyingly
Horrible, that I pray to Whom it May
Concern: Please, let it just be a dream..!

I'll do anything for this
Not to
Be real...

*Ok.