The Watched

The mirror side of my opuss "I'm Watching"

I feel the eyes
follow me here
I feel them puncture
my skin as they stare
And every day
I feel the eyes
I look over shoulder
he must be disguised
I'm living my life
in terror each day
Praying I get through
While staying sane
I jump when I hear
a small little noise
I'm so scared and frightened
it wasn't my choice
Many years later
and still the same feeling
The eyes never leave
They're there and they're staying
On my way home
one night after dark
Heard a small rustling
in a bush by the park
A man tripped out
as surprised as I
I took one look
was sure that I'd die
I ran and ran
faster then ever before
I kept on running
even when I got sore
I tripped and I fell
I hit my head
Much, much to hard
I'll surly be dead
The man was still running
he came to my side
Held in his arms
he held me and cried
"What have I done
I was just watching
And now actions caused
her spirit is going"
Those were the last words
I ever did hear
Because my soul
Was no longer there