Pour yourself on me and You know I'm the one

I woke up three times before I became aware of her presence at the foot of my bed.
I rubbed my eyes and saw she was slumped, with blue chalk through her hair.
"Why are you scared?" she asked as her cold breath carried about the room.
I turned onto my stomach and pulled my pillow over my head.
"Wouldn't you be?" I mumbled.
I didn't listen to whatever it was she sang back to me.