Terrors

At night I lay in bed, lights out door shut. Alone to think and stare. I try to make it go away, keep it away, maybe scare it away. Yet, it still gets me. At night I sleep and dream. Mind wonders and thoughts scattered. Longer I sleep, Faster my heart races. I claw my right arm and stomach. Blood trickles down the sides. I wake and body aches. I try to push the terror away, keep it away, scare it away. Yet, it still gets me. It gets worst every night. Dreams darken and worsen. Scratches deepen and screams just seem to be unheard. Blood running from my nose and lip now. How? I don't know. I fear the dark, the thought of sleep, to be alone, to dream, to think, or to even blink. Help I plead, but no one hears. I beg you to chase my fears. I try to beat it out of me, to cry it out of me. Scare it out of me. Yet still, as I close my eyes, IT GETS ME!