Of the fear in your trembling heart
And you wonder as the moon glows -
What lurks there in the dark?
Noiseless forms glide slowly
Across the dusty floor
Vile forms, and lowly,
Summon fear from days of yore
His ghost comes back to haunt you
And bring torment on your soul
And the memories come and taunt you
Your mind starts to lose control
In the darkness his face leers at you
And his laugh comes, quiet and dark
And through his mocking smile he jeers at you
As ice closes round your heart
His form lifts silently into view -
A shroud of misty fog
And with daggered eyes he stares at you
As your memory starts to jog
Recollection dawns like lightning flash
And suddenly you are there
As you gut feeling and your memory clash
You recall a time long past despair
And you are there, and so is he
And his eyes glare like firelit orbs
As he takes his mount on top of you
And wrongly takes whats rightfully yours
Then dawning creeps above the mist
The nightmare's almost done
And you are permitted a few sweet hours of rest
Before another night alone.
Heather Dawn Morrison
age 15