nightmare poem:)

Nightmare

How dreary the midnight came
From booming thunder to rain
I watch by windows
In search for the shadow

It appeared the night before
Without the use of doors
When lights became dark
From times of the ark

Scaring is thy profession
Almost as if obsession
Taunting young-lings at night
Giving all dreams, such fright

Awakened by the suns gaze
Yet no one seems to be phased
The morning ritual brought
To everyone the nightmare forgot

How dreary the midnight came
From  thunder to crashing rain
The light and dark have never been
Waiting for the rain again.

hope you liked. this sums up my life.