Nightmare Poem by Srivishnu Rentala

Hollow and shallow,
It's a void that breathes.
As I drift into a slumber
at night, it creaks.
The floor ain't wooden
Yet i hear squeaks.
What would have struck
As a bedroom base
Now suddenly heaves
Into a chasm so deep.
Like a devil's fire,
it incinerates intricacies.
A ghastly ghost
Flutters freely to freak.
A gut wrenching screech,
A yelp to be free;
Woeful withering weeps
All emanate with ease.
As fear begins to cascade,
I wake up,
Jolting in panic.
There's something under my bed
And it's not a monster.
It's just decaying dread
and rotting regret
That's blossomed into a nightmare
to imprison me
for eternity.