The Stalker

The Stalker 

Tonight, the moon hides him within the shadows,

He follows her home, he watches her every move, he wants her, and she doesn't even know,

Everyday routines she does - he knows about, he knows where she is.

She can't stay calm, when she is scared, confused, alone - and there’s no-one to tell,

There's a stranger who follows her and she has no place to hide,

At night when she sleeps, he stands beside her bed peering down on her - waiting, yes waiting,

Lines, boundaries will not keep him away, he will never stop haunting her,

Keeping her vulnerable and off balance is his plan,

Eerie evil is what he brings to her - as she lives her life through her darkest nightmares,

Return tomorrow night he will - he is the stalker.

3/7/2018

Reviews

[Relic]

Scary stuff. This reminds me of the Manson family. They used to go to creepies through strangers houses while they were asleep and move things around.

This, however, is creepy in its own way.

[Ghost]

Thank you, I am not sure I want it to go Manson deep but I do understand it was dark and creepy..

[KWP]

I have never had any issues with men like this - it happen I know, just not to me. I believe I put out a don't f**k with me attitude - and nobody does. An interstice topic to write about. Nice one X

[Ghost]

Thank you, I don't know why I wrote this but I is different. Thank you

[Kay]

It's a scary thing, you described it exactly. I think every woman experiences this at some point unfortunately. There are times when I've constantly looked over my shoulder or grabbed the keys in my pocket tightly on my way home. Good poem!

[Ghost]

thank you... I hate the fact I thought it but It made for an interesting write did you notice it was an acrostic poem the first letter of each line spelled The Stalker...

[Kay]

Oh wow, I actually didn't notice that! Awesome, it adds to the eeriness of it.