You stalk in dead of night,
mid my dreams that forbode.
You whisper in currents flight,
upon shoulders a heavy load.

There amid clouds dark gloom,
you waiver within the storm.
Sudden danger in unlit room,
upon window as shadows form.

Hair stand on end, sweat beads,
upon tongue, lay silent shrills.
Vivid imagination succeeds,
goosebumps caused by chills.

Felt as heart starts to beats fast,
quiver up and down my spine.
Tremble till the night has past,
who are you, this fear of mine?