And rise to the window
To see that he is there
He watches me
His faces stares back at me
In the pale moonlit reflection
Of my own ghostly countenance
He watches me
Every moment of my lifetime
He is there
He lurks in the shadows
And in dark receding corners
Of night time dwellings
His smile mocks my fear
And I run down endless streets
And empty corridors
Searching for a way out
A place where he cannot see me
Or haunt me
Or hurt me
A place safe in the arms
Of another love
And dreams of that love
Awaken me from this nightmare
And I go to the window
To see if he still waits for me there
He is gone now -
Or is he?
No, that is him
Lurking in the shadows of my fear
Heather Dawn Morrison
age 15