• Same cold road I walk everyday
    Seems colder and colder with each passing day.
    I feel eyes on me, I hear the foot falls.
    Almost waiting to see if someone calls.

    Day after day, I swear I can feel him
    And day after day, I know he is there.
    Waiting, watching, knowing my moves, yet never does he approach
    With care he smirks and slips into darkness, oh, how unfair it is.

    After a month, I understand it
    After a month, I wish him to be there.
    Sad, how lonely I feel without him, trailing behind me while I walk with despair.
    My afternoons are empty, dreaming of that face I see,
    So lovely compared to me.

    Soon enough, I stop and turn
    And there he is, watching, waiting, still knowing my moves
    And watching, waiting for me to let my guard down.
    I am not afraid, I say.
    I am not going away, I say.

    And still he smirks, still he stands, still he continues to walk toward me.
    The next second, with my eyes closed, I feel arms around me.
    And cold, icy rods crushing me, pulling me somewhere I do not know.
    Pain throughout my body, pain that was welcomed in me.
    I know what is happening, I understand now.

    I wake the next morning, sun on my face and hands.
    No longer do I feel cold, no longer do I feel pain.
    Everything I see is amazing to me, I can't get away from it.
    Seems time slows for me, I walk faster than humans can see,
    And my stalker is still there for me.