I lay awake but still asleep.

Still in the dream, but I can’t move at all.

Once again I’m stuck in that cast that's my body.

Is there something down the hall?

Or is it a shadow on the wall?

I try to move but my skin is limp.

Mutter, I can’t, nor can I call.

Help, I need help before it gets me.

That something way too tall,

That something on the wall.

Wake up, I can’t get up.

I can’t cry, but if I could I would bawl.

It's just standing there, but it's after me.

The creature down my hall,

Or that shadow on the wall.