bump in the night

I don't know if my dreams manifest my fears
or if my fears manifest in dreams
it seems like nothing is what it seems

I'm so dewy so wet
my skin cold and slick with sweat
I'm so cold, so hot
more scared then not

i want so bad to turn on the lights
to scare the monsters away
to frightened to move
to panicked to stay

mark my words that on this day
the boogeyman will come to play