Sleepless Nights

Blindly thrust into creation settled inside a strangers' arms moments later cuddled and warm; unaware of the wickedness to come. Not able to recognize the beast at a glance, he wore a cunning disguise; that concealed his existence. Loved by many who did not notice; feared by all with his venomous stare. Why was I the only to see the monster residing behind the flesh? Sleep is an illusion that I must not succumb; for if my eyes fall he will emerge. A towering nightmare that hovers above, I cannot scream; for destruction would follow.