Fear

Your heart races.

The clock reads 12:00

You cower in bed, sheets pulled to your chest,

but you know they won't help.

The room is still and dark,

but you feel something lurking.

Your eyes dart around the room,

dark corners are threatening and menacing.

The house is quiet,

settled,

every creak and bump is an unseen being approaching from the shadows.

The clock reads 12:01,

insomnia sets in.

No sleep tonight,

and daylight is nowhere to be found.

You slowly sink beneath the covers,

pulling them over your head.

You shut your eyes tightly,

and just hope the 'monsters' go away.