Living Nightmares Are A B***h.

She whispers and I stupidly listen as she fills my head with random ramblings and children's nursery rhymes. 

"One, two buckle my shoe Three, four shut the door..."

And then as a cruel joke, slams the door shut, just to see me jump and I hear her laugh. 

It's her laughter that keeps me awake at night, playing hide-and-seek in the shadows. 

"Come and find me," I hear her say. 

But I reverse the playing field and I hide under the blankets even though she already knows where I am. 

Even if I do fall asleep, I can't escape to cotton candy flavored clouds and a miscolored world becasue she stares at me with white glazed eyes behind my lids. 

That's the only time I see her.  Her long, ravon hair paints the walls black and her skin is snow white that it almost matches the color of her eyes and she's the only thing that stands out in the darkness.

"Come and play with me," she says again. 

Her voice doesn't give me much comfort but what does these days? 

I can only now sit in darkness and wait for the sun to make her disappear but what good will that do? 

She'll only reappear as soon as it goes away, making my life a living hell.

Author's Note

i started this around halloween and finished it now so...