Nightmare on silent wings,
extinguished a candle.
Brushing back strands of her hair,
it gazed at the sleeping face –
Not for long, my dear.
It promised fear and terror.
With tendrils of vapor, it entered
through pores in her skin –
sly and seeping.
She stirred in her dormancy
as darkness enfolded all around.
Monsters and demons danced
within the microcosm of her mind.
Laughing out loud, she surprised
the dark creatures festering inside.
Hearing that joyful sound,
They covered their ears and cried.
Oozing from her skin,
nightmare relinquished its grip.
It should have known better
than to enter the brain of a witch.