WHEN HE'S WATCHING

  I left my home after it happened, I thought it 
  Was over,

   Getting as far away as was possible from that 
  Nightmare.

  Moving so many miles to a new state, a city 
  Where I might forget,

  There is no forgetting only letting go and 
  Picking up the pieces.

  A new job in a small town where quiet peace 
  And happiness await,

 It was all over just as a bad dream fades with 
 Time and should not be real.

  As I leave it all behind I now enjoy the home 
  That is different with no memory,

   I have a memory, and a bad feeling that I can 
  Not run and hide.

 While I sit here watching TV. and enjoying a 
  Warm fire, there is fear,

   An uneasiness inside that I'm being watched, 
  Chills down my spine.

  Did I think being alone would be pleasant, 
  Fooling myself again,

  I'm tired so I head off to bed but with the light
  Out there is that feeling.

  I'm afraid so I carefully peek out of the window 
  To what can't be,

   A shadow, It's not paranoia, he has found me 
   Again, he watches.

   It's real, I'm not dreaming as this monster is 
   Alive! when he's watching,

  I can feel it inside, how long will I survive, no 
  Place to hide.
        Keith Garrett