Nightmares

As the trees start swirling and twirling in the air I start seeing things that aren't really there As I stumble and fall, the ground begins to melt, I begin to fall, nobody hearing my pleading cries for help. I wake up with a start, tears brimming in my eyes And still in my mind I hear the haunting cries As a tall man in black is standing over there, Grinning with delight at the fear I have to bare Knowing that he has just delivered the worst gift of all, A gift that makes the bravest of adults fall Into the dark mist of their greatest fears Ones that can reduce grown men to tears He looms there every night, as I am completely unaware That once again he has delivered to me Another nightmare.