Found Poem: Chapter 5

Last night I had a dream,
A horrid dream
Fighting with things,

Those twisty things
I was frightened.

I was outside the shelter,
By myself
in the dark
When I saw something,
Big and horrid
Moving in the trees
I was frightened.

I remembered
The beastie,
The snake,
The fire,
This talk of fear.
I was frightened.

You were asleep
That was a nightmare.