late night dreaming

When I'm late night dreaming I don't need to close my eyes. What is and what shouldn't be blends together like fog on a cold morning. Shadows criss cross between spaces filled with light, and I can't differentiate alarming from false. The blinds are wide open and I wonder if anyone watches me while I give into my prey senses and search for harm like a rabbit. Have they always been watching? Will they strike when I sleep? Now I can't sleep; for the fear of attack keeps my heart too alive to deserve the rest my body has worked itself overdrive into needing. The soundtrack in my chest thumps louder and louder and louder until those maybe not so fake sounds are unlistenable and drowned in the lake of anxiety. Paranoia, maybe. Am I paranoid if it happens to someone every night? I better not sleep in case its me. Maybe if I close one eye...