Nightmare

Sometimes, in the dead of night do you wake up filled with fright because night terrors fill your head and has the sweat soaked through your bed Your heart is beating much too quick and you feel like being sick Sometimes there are even tears brought on by those nameless fears The dream, still vivid in your mind slowly fades as you unwind Like morning mist, the details fade until, no more, are you afraid Then ... far away, across the roofs comes the sound of running hoofs As, with the breaking of the day you hear the night-mare steal away