I Need A New Dream Pattern

Where can I store a nightmare

So it won`t return? ,

I`d be pleased to see it shredded

But prefer that it should burn.



A demon stamped across my sleep

Then held me in his grasp,

No thought or care for the fact

I was heaving out a gasp.



I awoke startled

Rigid in my bed,

Far too scared to sit up

As I nursed my thumping head.



I`d sue him for violation

If I could get handcuffs on his wrist

But I bet that demon would escape

And leave my eyes still full of mist.



Now, I`m looking for a new dream pattern

Maybe with a tiny baby fairy

I don`t really mind if she`s big and bold

She could even be a little hairy.



I`d settle for a scarecrow

At least it would stay still

Then I could get some sleep at night

Without waking feeling ill.