Your Nightmare-By Kyle

It’s tongue flicked the air,

like a leathery whip.

It is as stealthy as a panther,

prowling through the deep, dark forest.

It’s claws as razor-sharp,

as a steel axe cutting through a car.

The eyes are as menacing,

as a ferocious beast.

Scales as sharp,

as a sharpened sword.

Teeth as edged as a jagger,

cutting through your soul.

Wings as shadowy as a dark silhouette,

on a bright, sunny day.

You are the nightmares end.