Horrors of the Night (a villanelle)

by Amber T.
In my bed I lay awake,
thoughts running through my head.
Out of fear, I start to shake.
From beneath the floor there is a quake;
A rumble that chills to the bone and fills me with dread
In my bed I lay awake.
Through my covered eyes I peek to see them rake
Their claws against my bed.
Out of fear, I start to shake.
Try as I might, I can’t rid the ache
For fear of being left for dead;
In my bed I lay awake.
In my ears I hear them speak, screeching sounds they make.
Though I can’t tell what is said,
Out of fear, I start to shake.
I tell myself that they are fake
As their eyes gleam a violent red
In my bed I lay awake.
Out of fear, I start to shake.

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