My Villian Poem by Joy Davis

My Villian

He's coming
I can see his shadow
his silouwette on my wall
his eyes on my window
red and flashing

He's whispering
I can hear it
soft and menacing
tormenting my heart
causing my distress
inflicting pain

He's standing above me
right there
looking into my eyes
seeing all my anguish and agony
inhaling my pain

He's touching me
so cold and moist
I cant move
am I frozen
my arm, my face, my neck

Im so afraid!
He wont go away!
Leave me alone!


I cry out.. 'Dear God SAVE ME! ! ! '