Night terrors wake, disrupting sleep.
Paralyzed, in the grasp of the night,
A captive soul in the pale moonlight.
Whispers of darkness, a haunting rhyme,
Echo through the corridors of time.
Dreams entwined with a spectral ballet,
A dance of dread in the night's display.
Sleep's tender embrace turns cold and tight,
As the mind descends into the fright.
Phantoms dance, a macabre trance,
In the realm where nightmares advance.
Sheets tangled in the grip of despair,
A silent scream fills the midnight air.
Eyes wide open, yet unable to flee,
Trapped in a realm of misery.
Moonlight weeps with a ghostly tune,
As the mind is caught in the night's monsoon.
A symphony of sorrow, a lullaby,
In the darkness where fears multiply.
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