Midnightmare

I can feel its weight on me
   I can hear it breathing in
      I can feel it as it moves
         Cold and prickling on my skin
I can smell it in the air
   I can taste the fear it brings
      I can feel it as it moves
         It's very presence seems to sting
I may know it can't exist
   I may know it's mind-made lies
      I may know it's in my head
         And still I can't open my eyes