I see him through my window
watching and studying his prey
Just standing there
Seeing eyes caress my skin
and I can't turn back
Traumatized by the attack
His ghost haunts me
It's his face I can't see
Covered my eyes,
forcing me to surrender
Moan and go under
with him
Unsettling gaze
chilling down my spine
Entered my shelter
my bloody room
I see him from my pillow
there is no escape
He turns me over
As I try to scrape
the dirt away,
wash it all away...
Can't remember that horrid dream
Or is it so fast I did not seem
part of this world any longer
I'm alone no one understands
he's trying to enter again
Just as he did back then
Freezing in such a warm place
If only I had seen that face
but not for closure...
It's the revenge
I'm so impatiently after...
Jessica Garcia