He Follows Me

Paranoia has a strong grasp on my mind,

For fear is the real mastermind.

Where my mind is starting to unravel,

As I run fast along the gravel.

Telling myself it’s all in my head,

No telling what then lies ahead.

While my whole body is aching,

Trying control myself from shaking.

Frozen dead in my tracks,

My mind filled with all the flashbacks.

As I slowly begin to quiver,

Has left me with all the shiver.

Haunting me from past,

I thought I would be free at last.

Thoughts of him break through the glass,

Panic and fear envelop me in all the mass.

Wanting to turn around,

My heart begins to pound.

Trying not to make a sound,

Fearing I won’t be found.

Fighting to catch my breath,

As I continue to worry about death.

Hoping he is not near,

Praying he does not appear.

I continue to run into a sweat,

Hoping I escaped the threat.

For dread has followed me,

For hoping he hasn’t followed me.