Watching, Always.

Behind you,

Beside you,

Can't move,

Can't speak,

Can't look,

But you know it's watching,

Watching you always.

From the dark window,

From the dark room,

From... something, anything.

Always.

 

Can't move, can't speak.

You freeze, lie still.

You know it's watching,

Moving is unthinkable,

Or it will notice,

It will see.

 

Run, hurry,

Through the dark,

To the light switch,

Into bed,

To safety,

To comfort.

 

You can't escape it,

It watches through the windows,

It lives in the dark,

It hides in objects,

It... emanates from your mind.

 

Everywhere you go,

It follows.

It hides in the trees,

Where you cannot see.

It hides in the store window,

As you pass by.

It lives in the crowd,

Anyone could be an eye.

 

And when you are alone,

Enclosed,

In a closet?

It's there with you,

Closer than ever.

Always with you,

Like a shadow,

That moves on its own.

 

Yet sometimes it's not,

Sometimes you hide,

In a small space,

A dark comfortably tight closet,

You hide from it.

Just don't move a muscle,

Don't make a sound,

Don't breathe to loud,

Stay away from the door.

 

Sometimes it fades from your mind,

But it's still there.

It comes and goes,

But never disappears.

You can forget it,

Until you remember.

You can try to ignore it,

Yet find it impossible.

 

All you can do is survive,

Wait it out,

Freeze,

Run,

Not get caught,

Not get seen,

Not look into its eye.

 

- Lily