Paranoia

They come in all directions,
shifting, waving, varying in actions.

Is it already night?
Maybe, as there is an absence of light.

Huddled in a small corner,
can’t move any further.

Fear wraps me like a skin,
no hope for courage to win.

I prayed for a savior to help,
please hear my endless yelp!

Shoving and twirling to avoid those things,
I would have flied if I have wings.

As I let out an endless and shrieking scream,
Glad I woke up and realized it was a dream!