A new cheery one for the looming new year... Obviously Im joking, as dark as ever... The inspiration taken from a documentary I watched a while ago.. Hope you enjoy it, if you do please share The Stalker He waited in not only the darkness but in the light of day too He walked the same steps, visited the same places, saw the same people as you You stood in a crowd and thought you felt his stare Every day was governed by the thought of him being there His mind was full of images of you and him together If he couldnt have you then nobody would ... Not ever He thought if he waited, regardless of the fear you would be his The terror you felt when you saw him was the opposite of what he felt... Bliss You began to question everything, your direction, your tasks, your sanity at most You fell off of the radar, disappeared from sight, turned into what only could be described as a Ghost While a recluse at the time, you had time to hatch a plan You built strength, you built pity for this unknown, so called man You would lure him, tempt him, as dangerous as it seemed You would take control, do the job of others, it seemed they had given him an unnecessary reprieve To start walking, living, breathing in air was the very first step Surely hed catch your scent, this pathetic, useless man...the socially inept! It took a while, days, weeks maybe months for him to take the bait This demon in your head you had begun to loath, despair of... Even hate As you turned the key you felt it.. His heavy, looming stare The car door softly closing, his footsteps... He was there In your head you knew what you had to do You had to eradicate, remove from society, prevent what had happened to you He fell for your plan like a naive little boy being offered his dreams He grabbed you, time slowed, his planned attack panning out for an eternity it seemed He turned you, grabbed you ... Began squeezing out your breath You were sure at this point that this could be it, your fate sealed, you were facing death The strength you had been building had to be used there and now If it wasnt him, it would be you, one of you was going down You raised up the metal in the shape of a blade It was his turn to squirm, to fear, to cry.... It was your turn to invade A small warning at first, is all you had planned But he was there, trembling with fear, his fate...right there in your hands You raised the blade, you struck him you didnt stop until the air was full of screams The rest you only see in your nightmares, he stole away your dreams At that moment your future was taken, removed by this one act The judge, the jury, they decided Murder ....a fact They condemned you to the prison you were oh so familiar with From the day the stalker came into your life trying to make you his
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 11:45:57 +0000