Stalker Poem by Beatrice Preti

his eyes were watching me
a gaze i could not bear
he'd wait at every corner
he always stood right there
he covered all his footsteps
left no trace where he'd been
but i knew he'd been watching
i knew what he had seen
he didn't say much at all
he only watched my fear
he copied all my movements
each day for all those years
and with his muted eyes
he'd look me up and down
a glance that stole my childhood
and turned my smiles to frowns
i always was polite
and asked him to please leave
but he would never listen
he gave me no reprieve
i could only guess at his intention
thoughts that made my blood run cold
my soul was torn to pieces
inside his iron hold
and still he's watching me
inside everyone i know
he's waiting by the corner
everywhere i go
his eyes are on your face
there's no escaping now
and i will never free myself
because i don't know how