Hiding under the blanket, yet scaring me
Not afraid of it , yet daring me.

Gives a slight feeling, fearing me out of that
Giving a slight touch and then hiding out of that.

Want to chock me out of breath,
Or wanted my breath.

A black blanket, yet can't see it
Scared me out of fear, and becoming just dream.

Wants me to scream yet lowers my voice
Wants me to die yet gives me choice

Want to scare me or take my breath?
Bringing all the pain into my chest.

Feeling it's presence, doesn't scares me off
Feeling it's touch, doesn't scares me off

Then why do it chocked me out of breath
Is it just something or nothing,

my imagination or reality,
but why do it want my life,

Imagination that is out of the theories
Or is it the reality.

Is it really gonna take me away?
Or just wanna play.

Is it really gonna sleep with me again
Or try to kill me again?

The questions scares me, the answers doesn't
You scared me but your presence doesn't.

Why does it feel so?
Why do I feel so?