Nightmare

A room where shadows never sleep, Walls that whisper secrets deep. Eyes that blink behind the dark, Teeth that grin without a spark. The ground turns soft, then sinks away, Steps you take just fade to clay. Hands that reach but never hold, Air so heavy, breath feels cold. Mirrors twist your face to fear, Voices echo what you hear. Dreams dissolve to crawling mist, Peace is something you have missed. In this realm where terror plays, Night bends truth in wicked ways. Till morning breaks the monster’s art— And you wake, pulse pounding heart.