~ The Poet's Place Cafe~

I am Aware
By Lisa Noe

You are there watching me every move I make.
I feel as if something is unwell with the world.
I sense there is someone lurking about.

Is it real or is it my imagination?
Am I paranoid or crazy?
Is there truly someone watching me?

When the evening falls I feel tenser.
Wondering when you will get me.
My heart beats with such fierce power.

I hear the noise!
It is loud and I am so frightened.
Is it a monster? A Man? You?

All of a sudden, I feel a blow on my head.
I feel a tickle in my spine.
I look in the mirror and the blood flows down my face.

It is a wicked and evil entity.
It is a person who posed as a friend,
It was someone I would never expect.

It was You!