Fear of the dark

Something bland is touching me

It's touching my forehead.

I woke up as if in a dream and

Came to know that it was an 

Icy hand touch with large

Horrible long nails, blood

Sticking to the palm.

Tip of the middle finger is been

Cut off. That is of six fingers.

Terribly I noticed.

The blood is spilling like raindrops.

Horrible. My sound is not coming out.

Tears are coming out of my grey eyes.

Sweat dripped down from my forehead.

Am going through the condition in

Which there is light but not.

I imagined the falling drop of blood

Hesitantly. Closed my eyes tightly.

Am feeling as if my body gets

tired but not my mind.

I screamed and cried aloud

Slowly opened my eyes

I realized it was just

a dark horrible reverie.