Whispers in the Dark

We all have experienced nightmares in our childhood but what if the monsters were real?

Now the time has come,
The lights are gone now.
The room is filled with terror,
As I wake up gasping for air,
The whispers were all I could hear.

I hope it's not what I fear,
The shadows of the nighttime.
Steadily they are rising,
Dancing with joy,
Waiting to gallop me.
I am hastily trying to run,
I fumble across things,
The fear in me is growing,
As it is waiting to gallop me

Suddenly the vase shatters,
And the monsters are far gone.
Were they in my head?
Or standing beside me?