Ah, I always have nightmares! I hate them! Most of mine are like the one in your poem, things chasing me all around. I liked the end a lot because in your dreams you always are looking for someone, but you never find anyone to help you.

That's pretty spooky actually! And I could really imagine it... awesome imagery, very foreboding. And it leaves you thinking. I like that :)

*is spooked*